The Longevity Lord, patriarch of the Kirin Clan, had assumed his white true form, the size of a lion, and was coughing up blood.
Seated on his back was a bare-chested man, half his body mottled with black.
The Longevity Lord lay helplessly suppressed by [Eternity]. Half a month earlier, Undying, a Golden Immortal of the Great Luo, had arrived behind the Kirin Clan's lines. What he could not accept was that the Mahayana Realm cultivators of the myriad races offered no support, as though they tacitly permitted Undying to oppress him.
The shame and fury made the Longevity Lord wish he were dead. Perhaps this calamity had befallen him precisely because, even now, he refused to participate in the races' disputes and sought only to let the Kirin Clan live and multiply through the great tribulation.
Undying paid no heed to the Longevity Lord's resentment. To him, this was merely a little pet at the peak of the Dao Integration Realm.
He angrily crushed the wine cup in his hand. "Those damned Li Family bastards! They actually got away. Otherwise, why would I have ended up like this?"
Of course he resented it. After Li Tianming appeared, the Azure Cloud Li Family had beaten him into submission. Without replenishment, his injuries would still take tens of thousands of years to heal. At last, internal strife had broken out within the Azure Cloud Li Family, giving him the chance to strike back—only for those two slippery bastards, Li Tianming and Li Tianyi, to ride off on the [Eternal Black Dragon].
He vented his anger with a series of low roars. Once he recovered his composure, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. "Luckily, this Immortal Emperor was one move ahead. I have help among the humans, too. Hahaha! Fortune is