Magic Leaf King had left behind a divine-soul statue in the Lineage Ancestors Hall for emergencies. It actually self-destructed.
Though body cultivators had never excelled at divine souls and were merely average in that regard, for it to explode on its own without any attack was truly speechless.
"Magic Leaf King, there really was no one else with a Dao Heart like yours..."
Jiang Ding curled his lip.
Without lingering further, the Blood Robe Daoist's figure slowly vanished.
He needed to gauge the winds.
Most importantly, he needed to see whether the kings under Azure Sky Imperial Son would return to reinforce their homes. If they did not, he would cleanse the remaining two Lineages of the Magic Vine Minor Realm once more.
If they returned, he would see how many came.
Few, then fight. Many, then flee.
If there was no opportunity in this world, he would seek one in another.
That was all. Simple and straightforward, without any earth-shattering stratagem.
"Wah!"
"Blood River King! You wretched slave!"
Within the Crimson Imperial Palace, Magic Leaf King suddenly spat blood and staggered backward. His eyes were scarlet with madness. "I will slice you into a thousand pieces, extract your divine soul, place it upon magic vines, and scorch it with poisonous fire for ten million years!"
"As long as the Magic Leaf Lineage endures, your pain and torment will never cease!"
The surrounding kings stared in astonishment, turning toward him.
This was the Crimson Imperial Palace of the Flower Cloud Minor Realm. After occupying this place, Azure Sky Imperial Son had made it his temporary base. He had summoned many kings here to discuss their strategy for the coming advance.
Magic Leaf King's sudden change drew every king's attention. Some suspected he had fallen victim to some remote curse