The scene before them could only be called a blood-red birthday banquet!
Eye-catching blood slowly spread across the smooth jade surface, staining immortal jade crimson and ruining the carefree, natural atmosphere it should have had.
Take down the high-cultivation ones first, then kill the weakling genius of the Cen Lineage last. Under heaven, martial arts valued only speed, for nothing could withstand it.
The immortals attending the celebration fell into disarray, while Celestial Master Tong's disciples flew into a rage.
Murder at an auspicious birthday banquet, and by such bloody means.
Other than the two dead, they were the ones who should have been most enraged. Such savage conduct was no different from a slap across the face.
Unexpectedly, the immortals of the other Daoist sects were merely surprised rather than angry. In particular, after their surprise passed, those powerful Daoist figures secretly smiled. The Concentric Lock the Dragon Girl had seized from the Cen Lineage's young genius drew every eye; after connecting the dots, it was easy to guess her intentions.
Today's banquet seemed to run very deep.
As for their fellow sect member, a Celestial Immortal powerhouse, being killed, that was indeed troubling. But the other side had joined hands with those ill-intentioned immortals of the mountain to scheme against the White Dragon. They could not exactly vent their anger on the White Dragon, could they?
Among the Daoist immortals, those whose expressions remained natural were solid iron; those who were angry and gloomy were rust stains.
In the inner hall, the Cen Lineage elder spoke first once more.
"You wretch! How dare you!"
The Cen immortals erupted in fury and drew their swords one after another.
Such rage was beyond words. When had the Cen Lineage ever been slapped across the face in public?
Behind Bai Yujun,