He had sent over a clone just to spout a load of nonsense.
And he still wanted to run?
As if there could be such a good thing!
Being too far away would have been a problem, but in Jiang Qiao's eyes, what difference was there between thirty li and thirty paces?
They were so close.
Could he really pretend you didn't exist?
So after killing the North Lake City God's clone, he immediately locked onto the location of the other party's true body.
Then he came straight over to kill him!
Surging thunderbolts descended from the sky.
Without the slightest warning.
On the ground, over a hundred Ghost-Carriers hurriedly raised all kinds of weapons, trying to resist and block them.
But that was no different from an ant trying to stop a chariot.
Boom!
Boom!
Crackle, crackle, crackle!
Electric arcs shot in all directions, while fiery arcs ran wild.
Before the over one hundred "Ghost-Carriers" could even fully raise their arms, they had already been blasted into nothing by the thunder!
No.
There weren't even any scraps left!
They had all been vaporized!
In the blink of an eye.
The area, which had been fairly lively moments ago, had turned into a barren stretch of ground.
Only two sedan chairs remained.
One red and one blue.
The red one carried the North Lake City God, while the blue one carried an old man with an austere face.
Other than the two of them.
Only a dozen or so sedan bearers had been spared.
"That's going too far!"
Before the North Lake City God could speak, the austere old man spoke first:
"His Excellency advised you in good faith."
"Not only did you refuse to listen, you even killed His Excellency's clone."
"That itself is a crime."
"How dare you