At the same moment Lie Qianyun died, Lie Qianshan took a blow from the Jade Pool Immortal-Slaying Blade. Though he barely managed to block it, the strike dealt him another grievous wound, compounding his injuries!
His body shuddered violently, and he spat out a thick mouthful of blood. His face went pale at once, and he swayed, nearly plummeting from the sky.
But he had no time to worry about himself. Watching Lie Qianyun's severed head and body fall, he let out a roar filled with grief, fury, and horror. "No! Qianyun!!"
He jerked his head up and fixed his bloodshot eyes on Ning Wangshu, glaring as though he wanted to devour him alive. An icy chill and murderous intent poured from his entire body.
"Bastard! Bastard! Damn you! You deserve to die!!!"
Like a wounded, cornered beast, Lie Qianshan roared in rage, radiating a savage aura.
Yet Ning Wangshu merely sneered, looking down at him with disdain. "Deserve to die? Hah. You're already at death's door. Where did you find the courage to say I deserve to die?"
Then Ning Wangshu gave a mocking smile and continued, "Didn't you covet my Spirit Treasures, Imperial Arts, and divine abilities? Now that you've tasted the power of my Spirit Treasures and Imperial Arts firsthand and watched your own brother die beneath my Imperial Art, how does it feel?"
"You..."
Lie Qianshan ground his teeth, glaring at Ning Wangshu with venomous hatred.
Hatred surged through his heart, but there was nothing he could do.
As for the remaining Immortal Kings of the Mysterious Immortal Palace, they could only stare blankly at Ning Wangshu and Lie Qianshan, swallowing again and again.
Ning Wangshu's slaughter had left the surviving Immortal Kings of the Mysterious Immortal Palace shaken with fear.
Especially now that Lie Qianshan