In an instant, two Great Luo Golden Immortals of the Dragon Race were dead—one killed and one wounded.
White Dragon Elder's expression changed, turning green with rage.
Yet there was nothing he could do. He could only rescue the Dragon Race disciple still in his hands.
As for the one whose primordial spirit had already dispersed, there was nothing he could do.
White Dragon Elder glared viciously at Zhao Gongming, but in the end, he suppressed his urge to vent his fury.
That fellow's foul mouth was truly hateful, yet he was impossible to see through. It was obvious that he was no simple character.
White Dragon Elder could only swallow the loss in silence.
The other Quasi-Sages also exchanged glances and quietly distanced themselves from Zhao Gongming.
They had realized that Zhao Gongming might truly not have struck from the shadows, but his mouth was genuinely cursed.
Staying with him, they were worried that their own disciples might meet with misfortune.
Zhao Gongming looked speechlessly at White Dragon Elder and the others some distance away.
He had kindly reminded White Dragon Elder to rescue the dying Dragon Race disciple only because Hua Tian Peak had a good relationship with the Dragon Race.
He simply had not expected White Dragon Elder to be so incapable that he had not even managed to arrive in time.
If he had not seen the resentful look in White Dragon Elder's eyes, Zhao Gongming would have suspected that the old fellow White Dragon had deliberately set up this Dragon Race disciple to die.
However, having cursed two Great Luo Golden Immortals to death in succession, Zhao Gongming had also learned his lesson. To avoid provoking public outrage, he no longer dared to comment recklessly.
The great melee below continued.
Under Kong Kong's secret guidance,