Su Jie's scalp prickled, and he cursed inwardly. The Heavenly Emperor isn't fighting Emperor Tianwu. Why does it seem like he's suddenly got his eyes on me?
Now that Su Jie had lent the Kunlun Mirror to Emperor Tianwu, escaping wouldn't be nearly as convenient.
"Die!"
The Heavenly Emperor spread his massive hand. His giant palm seemed to prop up the heavens as boundless Chaos laws twisted and shattered, as though he intended to crush Su Jie to death with a single palm. His methods were ruthless and utterly merciless.
"Senior Lingxiao, hurry and suppress the Heavenly Emperor!"
Su Jie shuddered from head to toe, greased his feet, and raced past Heavenly Venerate Lingxiao. Then he shouted at him.
Heavenly Venerate Lingxiao froze. When had he and Su Jie become so close?
The next moment, sensing the Heavenly Emperor's fierce killing intent behind him, Heavenly Venerate Lingxiao finally understood. His face turned green. That bastard Su Jie was setting him up.
"No, I have nothing to do with him. He's my enemy..."
Heavenly Venerate Lingxiao hurriedly explained, but it was completely useless. The Heavenly Emperor did not stop in the slightest—or perhaps he simply did not care whether it was a misunderstanding. It was like how humans did not care whether they might crush an ant while passing by, nor did they care what attitude the ant held.
Amid Heavenly Venerate Lingxiao's unwillingness and despair, the Heavenly Emperor's giant palm came crashing down, slamming solidly into his body.
Even though Heavenly Venerate Lingxiao unleashed his full power, and even though the Heavenly Emperor was severely wounded, an immortal still utterly overwhelmed other cultivators.
With a single palm, Heavenly Venerate Lingxiao's entire body was blasted into cosmic dust. His True Spirit, imperishable throughout the ages, went out in an instant like