Helian Ming laughed, as though he had managed to claw back a victory at the brink of death.
But as he laughed, Helian Ming's voice gradually lowered.
To his astonishment, Wang Xuanfeng, Luo Tongtian, and Liu Ruyan were all looking at him with mocking amusement.
"These three have a problem!"
Lin Xuan's gaze turned strange. He silently mourned for Helian Ming while growing more vigilant.
The waters of the Divine Firmament truly ran fucking deep.
The Holy Master was a schemer, the Pavilion Elder was a schemer, and now there was even the Ice God Peak's goddess-like peak master, blackened by the company she kept.
Too fake. This was all too fucking fake.
Sure enough, the older one got, the more demonic they became!
"What... kind of looks are those?"
Helian Ming finally voiced what was in his heart. His remnant soul was already on the verge of collapse.
He seemed to have thought of something, yet he simply refused to accept it.
"Ah..."
"Former Grand Elder, you are the one who was far too naïve."
Wang Xuanfeng sighed, then delivered words that pierced straight through Helian Ming's heart. "Do you remember the time junior sister crippled you? You nearly died then. It was this Holy Master who expended Undying Matter to save you."
Wang Xuanfeng paused, leaving Helian Ming to ponder it for himself.
"You bastard!"
Helian Ming's rage soared to the heavens. "So, so back then, you... you people removed my Bloodfiend Seal?"
"Not only that!"
Wang Xuanfeng shook his head. "This Holy Master also left behind his own mark. Otherwise, you would have escaped just now!"
"Fuck your mother!"
Helian Ming broke down. His remnant soul trembled wildly, as if it were about to self-destruct and dissipate.
"Sorry for the trouble, former Grand Elder!"
Wang Xuanfeng smiled