The fall of a Daluo Golden Immortal—a conceited, arrogant, yet cowardly and timid Daluo Golden Immortal—even if he had risen up to strike back at the very end.
In the eyes of Wanrong and the other Daluo Golden Immortals, it was, at most, an accident and a surprise.
A pleasant surprise.
[Four Seasons Immortal Realm] dissipated. Within the Purgatory Forbidden Zone, the Underworld River was fading away, countless Li Dalong clones turned to ash, and the corpses that had risen from the ground swayed unsteadily.
Zhu Wutu, who had devoted his entire life to the Immortal Court, held Jia Shou in deep admiration.
Yet he had no time to mourn Jia Shou. As the fleeting splendor of [Four Seasons Heaven and Earth] faded away—
Thud!
Li Dalong, Lord of the Underworld, fell to the ground, his body split in two. The aura of the Underworld was also weakening.
But that did not mean Li Dalong had fallen.
Before Zhu Wutu could think further, he seized the chance while Li Dalong was injured and summoned a treasure. As he recited an ancient spell, a phantom of the Southern Heavenly Gate rose into the sky. Tens of thousands of talismans transformed into a terrifying suppression formation and bore down upon Li Dalong's body, which held a miniature Underworld within it.
"Li Dalong's soul is here!"
Ignoring how the three Daluo Golden Immortals behind him had merely stood by moments ago, Zhu Wutu barked, "His soul and his heaven and earth are damaged now. While we have the chance, I'll suppress his soul. You suppress his heaven and earth, then find a way to destroy the Underworld!"
He did not need to say more. The three Daluo Golden Immortals swiftly moved into action.
In the end, Li Dalong had been too arrogant. Perhaps