"What happened next?"
True Monarch Wei glanced at True Monarch Juxiang and chuckled.
"What happened next?"
True Monarch Juxiang narrowed his eyes slightly, cold light bursting from them. "You're all going to die!"
As his voice fell,
True Monarch Juxiang transformed into a ten-thousand-zhang giant. A huge hand that blotted out the sky, resembling a mountain, came crashing down upon the three of them.
True Monarch Wei's expression changed at the sight.
True Monarch Red Snow's face also turned solemn.
There was no need to doubt True Monarch Juxiang's strength. Among those at the Tribulation Crossing Stage, he was absolutely a top-tier existence.
Only True Monarch Qing Xuan, the foremost of the Ten Great True Lords of the Southern Continent, whose flying-sword mastery had been refined to perfection, could firmly suppress him.
"Hmph."
Li Zhōujūn snorted coldly.
In the next moment,
a sword beam shot out from Li Zhōujūn's body.
The sword beam pierced True Monarch Juxiang's neck.
He did not even have time to react before his head separated from his body. Blood sprayed from the smooth cut like a volcanic eruption.
Boom!
A deafening crash rang out.
True Monarch Juxiang's ten-thousand-zhang body, headless and resembling Mount Tai, crashed heavily to the ground. Its terrifying weight caused the earth to quake again and again.
Even in death, True Monarch Juxiang remained dumbfounded.
He had lain in wait for so long, thinking that he would soon be able to savor the fruits of victory.
Who could have expected a terrifying young man to appear out of nowhere?
With a single sword strike, he had beheaded him. All the effort he had made before this had instead become someone else's wedding clothes.
"Is this the might of a True Immortal?"
True Monarch Wei and True Monarch Red Snow stared wide-eyed in