Space trembled violently, and vast Spatial Power swept toward Lu Zhongliang like rippling water.
Lu Zhongliang could clearly feel the power he had unleashed being torn to shreds. Before that Spatial Power, he was like an ant.
His Longevity Realm cultivation, his magical power surging like rivers, gave him not the slightest sense of security at this moment.
His precious eldest son, Lu Boren, was falling. At some unknown point, every trace of his aura had vanished. He was dead beyond all doubt.
"How... could you..."
Lu Zhongliang's strained voice burst from his throat, but it stopped before he could finish.
"Pfft!"
A soft sound rang out in the sky. Spatial Power swept past, and Lu Zhongliang exploded completely in midair, turning into a cloud of blood mist tinged with faint silver.
Silver blood—the mark of the Longevity Realm, the ultimate manifestation of one's accumulated foundation.
Unfortunately, that silver was gradually fading now. His foundation had completely dispersed, and Lu Boren had not even left behind a lingering remnant thought.
Inside the huge pit, Lei Cong, who had turned to look this way, froze on the spot. His eyes were filled with disbelief.
He had originally hoped Lin Xuan would use Spatial Power to evade danger.
But the sight before him was simply impossible to believe.
Lin Xuan had killed Lu Boren with a single glance, then reduced Lu Zhongliang to oblivion with a flick of his finger. Was this really still the Jade Bone Realm?
"Lin Xuan is very strong, far beyond your understanding!"
Wang Xuanfeng's words echoed in Lei Cong's heart, and he gradually understood what they meant.
This was no longer a matter of whether he was strong or beyond comprehension. This was a freak, a monster!
Lei Cong deeply realized that he had been wrong—absurdly wrong.