The world fell deathly silent, not even a crow or sparrow cried.
Hong Feiguan was dead!
Yet he had not died in the duel, but beneath a single punch from an Immortal Will of the Hong Family!
This outcome was utterly unexpected.
Nor could anyone understand why someone as peerless as Hong Feiguan had valued the rules more than his own life.
But whoever it was, all were shaken to the core!
"What a pity..."
Mo Yuanshan sighed softly.
Mo Qingchou's gaze was complicated.
Only now did she realize she had been wrong. A figure as proud and disdainful of the world as Hong Feiguan would rather use death to defend his rules. Naturally, he could never have been birds of a feather with those old men of the Hong Family!
"Feiguan—!"
Hong Jiuzhong cried out in grief, his eyes splitting with rage.
The great figures of the Hong Family beside him were likewise filled with grief and fury.
Within the Hong Family, Hong Feiguan possessed extraordinary talent and terrifying foundations. He was a leading figure among the descendants of immortals, his status even more transcendent than that of some clan elders.
Indeed, some of the Hong Family's ancient old-timers had long regarded Hong Feiguan as the next clan leader and groomed him accordingly!
But now...
Hong Feiguan was dead!
Who could possibly accept this?
"Feiguan died because of you. You must be buried with him!"
Beneath the vault of heaven, that Immortal Will in tall crown and long robes, his aura terrifying, fixed his icy gaze on Su Yi from afar.
His voice shook heaven and earth, making all ten directions tremble.
"That's right, that little wretch must die!"
Hong Jiuzhong's beard and hair bristled in fury, his face iron-blue as he roared hoarsely.
The grief and rage filling