Life-Illusion Named Disciple Toys with Cangsheng, Art Evil's Eminent Heir Challenges War Ancestor

"Love Dog!"

"Love Dog, you actually ambushed him!"

"Elder Sang, Elder Sang, you died so miserably—so miserably!"

"I fought so hard from Eight Palaces Town to get where I am today. Wasn't it all so that one day I could save you from the depths of misery? Who would have thought... wah!"

Master Shou cried!

He wept bitter tears!

He sobbed in spasms, tears and snot streaming into the pure water. Yet no matter how it was purified, that disgust could not be washed away.

Such an exaggerated reaction immediately filled all the spectators with suspicion.

"Isn't that a bit too much?"

There was no sorrow greater than a heart's death.

Or rather, when it came to Master Shou, "the biting dog never barked" was more fitting.

In any case, if Saint Slave Wuxiu had truly died, Master Shou should not have reacted like this. He should have rushed out of the Dead Sea and fought Great Emperor Cangsheng, shouldn't he? "Master Shou, powerless?"

Before ascending Holy Mountain, before witnessing the various abilities Master Shou had displayed, there truly might have been people in the Five Domains who thought that question held water.

First Sword Immortal?

Saint Slave's second-in-command? Lord of First Pavilion Under Heaven? Just a young man vainly chasing fame, piling gold upon his own face—nothing but a pretty shell.

Now, scarcely anyone thought "powerless" had anything to do with Master Shou. Calling him "capable of anything" was closer to reality!

"Wah, Elder Sang, you died so miserably..."

Master Shou was still howling and wailing. Clutching his chest, he looked so heartbroken he could barely breathe.

"If I'd known you were going to die so miserably, back in Eight Palaces Town, why did you insist on holding out? Wouldn't biting your tongue and killing yourself have been better?"