Until death!
Li Zhiheng's words were like bitter frost. The truth of that Endless Night at the dawn of creation, of how the immortals had changed since then, and of the Immortal Court's betrayal was no longer a secret in the mortal world.
The immortals dared not speak. Even the Frost Sea God King, so righteous a moment ago, averted his eyes.
Every truth was even more hideous than the immortals' flesh and blood.
"Kill him..."
Everything the Frost Sea God King had been too ashamed to speak of lay naked before them. All he had left was that low utterance, as though he meant to bury every disgrace. Then his low voice became a furious shout. "Kill him! Kill them!!!"
Immortals surrounded them on every side—these Great All-Encompassing Golden Immortals driven into hysterical fury by shame.
Their greed had never changed.
Holding the Soul Lamp, Li Zhiheng stood quietly in midair. Under the immortals' mighty magical power, his Daoist robes flickered like a candle flame in the wind, yet his upright figure stood like an ageless pine. He merely raised his eyes a little, and everything in the world seemed to freeze in time and space. Only the Soul Lamp in his hand burned fiercely. The Great Dao of [Reality and Illusion] and the magical power of the [Peach Blossom Immortal World] rippled outward. At that moment, he seemed to be the mortal world's only "god," while the immortals surrounding him, their faces still furious and savage, sank into an illusion from which they could not escape.
Of course he was a "god." For a very long time, Li Xiang and the Lineage had poured almost all their resources into this prodigy who so rarely appeared before the world.
He glared furiously at the despicable immortals all around