Even so, Fifth Prince Ao Quan had died at the young man's hands without putting up the slightest resistance.
That could mean only one thing: it was not that Ao Quan, the Fifth Prince, was too weak. The green-robed youth who had suddenly appeared at the prince's residence was simply too strong—strong enough to kill a fiend at Great Vehicle Perfection with a wave of his hand.
Could he be an old ghost from the Nine Sons of the Endless Sea with the strength of a Tribulation-Crossing Pseudo-Immortal, who changed his appearance just to come after Ao Quan?
The woman's thoughts raced as she considered every possibility concerning the young man's identity.
Green robes. Young and handsome. Strength far beyond what his cultivation realm suggested.
Putting together everything the young man had shown, the woman finally guessed his most likely identity.
"Luo..."
But before she could finish speaking, a slender hand shot toward her head. It clamped down on her supposedly indestructible skull and forced her to her knees!
Boom!
The instant the woman's knees struck the white jade paving of the courtyard, the entire Fifth Prince's Dragon Palace shook violently, as though it might collapse then and there.
An overwhelming aura comparable to that of a Tribulation-Crossing Pseudo-Immortal Powerhouse pinned down the grim-faced yet breathtakingly beautiful Princess Consort.
Crushed by absolute strength, the Princess Consort, whose power was in no way inferior to Ao Quan's, was like a quail that could not fight back.
Her skull cracked piece by piece, and blood seeping through the fractures dyed her entire face red.
The pressure inside her skull nearly forced her eyes from their sockets.
At that moment, none of the composure she had possessed as Princess Consort remained. Ferocity and despair filled her eyes!
Crack!
"Boring!"
Luo Yi glanced at