Du Kui's weakened Primal Soul had barely emerged when it was thrown into a prison cage and refined into wisps of green smoke.
Everyone present felt their scalps go numb. It wasn't the brutality of Soul Extraction and Spirit Refining that horrified them, but the fact that a biological father had extracted and refined his own son's soul. The grief and despair of it were beyond words.
Sect Leader Du, however, remained expressionless, showing no trace of grief.
In truth, his hatred had reached its peak, and so had his fury.
When he discovered that Du Kui and Qi Hong had both disappeared, he checked who else was missing from the sect.
Sect Leader Du immediately realized what was about to happen and raced frantically toward Donghua Immortal Sect.
He wasn't worried for Donghua Immortal Sect. He was anxious on behalf of Taiqing Upper Sect.
If Donghua Immortal Sect truly fell to the Holy Clan, Taiqing Upper Sect would be forced to become the Holy Clan's vassal. From then on, it would suffer attacks from the other six Great Immortal Sects.
Taiqing would be doomed either way.
Faced with such a terrible outcome, Sect Leader Du had long since come to hate Du Kui. Even though Du Kui was his own son, he had brought such ruin upon him, and Sect Leader Du would not spare him.
After refining Du Kui's Primal Soul, the four men behind Sect Leader Du turned and pounced on Qi Hong.
"Ninth Elder, save me! Save me! I'm one of the Holy Clan! I always have been!"
Qi Hong cried out in anguish.
The Ninth Elder stood dumbstruck. In a situation like this, even he was nothing more than a fish on someone else's chopping block, barely able to protect himself. How could he save