The auras released by several Immortals made the space at the tomb entrance tremble violently. Gale-force winds howled, and heaven and earth changed color.
The terrifying killing intent became tangible, sending chills down everyone's spines. Its source was Jiang Ping An.
Jiang Ping An's eyes were bloodshot, his hair whipped wildly around him, and his face was filled with hatred and grief.
So it had been the Sword Immortal Sect that persecuted Meng Jing and the others!
The Sword Immortal Sect had fanned the flames behind the scenes, making the Feather Emperor Immortal Sect and the Heavenly Orchid Immortal Abode fight like a snipe and clam, while reaping the benefits from behind.
Bu Si rushed forward to stop Jiang Ping An. "Don't fall for it! He's deliberately provoking you to absorb your hatred!"
As Jiang Ping An's hatred intensified, the blood-red Immortal Lamp in Shangguan JiuXu's hand grew brighter and brighter, strengthening the Sword Immortal Sect's Immortals even further.
Jiang Ping An opened his mouth, his voice low and hoarse. "Bu Si, leave. I'll handle this myself."
Of course he knew Shangguan JiuXu was deliberately provoking him, but how could he possibly restrain the hatred in his heart?
Meng Jing, Xiao Yue, and the others had been harmed. His fellow disciples had been deceived. Senior Brother Wang Yang had been turned into a lamp wick by them...
If Jiang Ping An himself had been hurt, he could endure it. But when those around him were harmed, he simply could not bear it.
Some grudges had to be repaid, even at the cost of death.
When people were enraged, they had no reason at all. Otherwise, why would there be so many impulsive killings?
Ignoring Bu Si, Jiang Ping An continued charging forward to kill.
Bu Si cursed in fury, "Idiot!