Strange Daoist was dead.
Lightning coiled around his body before tearing and twisting him into a mass of minced flesh in an instant.
His death had been so brutal that not even a whole corpse remained.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at Li Mu Yang, unable to believe what they had just witnessed.
"What happened just now? You actually killed Strange Daoist?" Undying Impermanence asked in a shrill voice, his expression terrified.
The one who found this fact hardest to accept was Undying Impermanence. After all, Strange Daoist had been a renowned master for decades. With his refined Heavenly Dipper Art, he had dominated Divine Land, and the number of masters who had died by his hand was beyond counting. On top of that, he had a bizarre personality and was viciously vindictive. Anyone who offended him would be killed by him through all kinds of savage methods, so most people were unwilling to provoke him.
Everyone had families to support. Who would want to provoke such a lunatic? You could kill a bandit once, but you could not guard against bandits every day.
This young fellow, barely old enough to be called grown, had killed a Withered-Prosperity Realm master by himself. Just what kind of background did he have?
Worse still, he and Strange Daoist had been two bodies sharing one fate, advancing and retreating together. They had both been invited to carry out the secret mission of killing Lu Qingming of the Lu Family. Now that Strange Daoist was dead, Undying Impermanence was about to face a perilous situation himself.
Undying Impermanence had already been seriously wounded while fighting Lu Qingming. However, with Strange Daoist there before, he had had no worries at his back. What could Lu Qingming, who was likewise injured, and those Black Riders, who had plenty