Xie Kuiyuan was on the verge of collapse.
A full seven Immortal Kings—within a mere instant, six had been slaughtered!
Now, only he remained, like a caged beast, facing the threat of death head-on.
Even an Immortal King like Xie Kuiyuan was so terrified that his liver and gall seemed to split apart.
"Shen Mu, aren't you afraid of being thoroughly purged?!"
He roared, his eyes bloodshot, looking utterly deranged.
Su Yi had been watching coldly all along. Hearing this, he could not help but sneer. "The ones who truly deserve to be purged are your Taiqing Sect."
Boom!
Lei Ze struck again. Silent as a mountain and without a word, his movements carried the crushing force of thunder as he swung his palm at Xie Kuiyuan.
The area within ten thousand zhang had already been sealed off. Xie Kuiyuan could not escape at all and could only dodge and maneuver with all his might within that limited space.
Even so, he was still swept by the wind of Lei Ze's palm. His body nearly fell apart, and blood kept spilling from his lips.
"It was only a misunderstanding. Why must you kill us all?!"
Xie Kuiyuan roared.
He struggled and fled with all his strength, desperately clinging to life.
Yet when those words fell upon the ears of everyone present, their expressions became complicated.
A misunderstanding?
Before the battle had erupted, who had insisted that Shen Mu's identity was suspicious and demanded that he prove his innocence?
There was no evidence and no blood feud. Simply because Shen Mu had eliminated a group of peerless Immortal Lords at the Sky Hunt Assembly and obtained a world-shaking opportunity suspected to involve a Supreme Realm immortal treasure, they had sought to suppress a junior like him. It had been absurd and