"What is this?" Lin Qi gripped a thread of dark green ghostly light that writhed and struggled incessantly in his hand like a long snake.
"Tree poison released by the Life Mother Tree, the Life Goddess's natal divine artifact!" Osmanthus Tree sighed softly. "The Life Goddess's power is life force brimming with vitality. But she is a two-faced goddess—one hand holds life, the other death. This tree poison came from her hand. Lin Long, along with all his clansmen and subordinates, had been plotted against by the Ashir Divine Clan all along."
"This is the fate traitors deserve!" Penglai Five Islands burst into mocking laughter. "How could the Ashir Divine Clan possibly let a senior general of the Eastern Theater live freely and at ease?"
"Lin Long was not qualified to enter the Divine Domain and was forced to hide in the Holy Mountain. He should have foreseen his own fate!" Hell cut straight to the heart of the matter. "If the Ashir Divine Clan truly valued and trusted him, and were willing to share their 'spoils of war' with him, then he and his clansmen should have been cultivating in seclusion in the Divine Domain, rather than remaining in the Holy Mountain!"
A clump of dark golden flame burst from Lin Qi's palm, burning that strand of dark green tree poison to ashes. Lin Qi let out a faint sigh. "A lackey is still a lackey. If his master beats him to death, he has only himself to blame."
After a pause, Lin Qi shook his head with a sneer. No wonder Lin Long, despite successfully stepping into the Imperial Lord realm, had been killed so easily. Among the generals under his command, several Imperial Lord-level powerhouses had likewise been effortlessly beaten to death in a short time. It