But now, Long Aotian had died a humiliating death.
Such an act was tantamount to telling everyone that the Aristocratic Clans would no longer show anyone any courtesy.
With things having reached this point, the forces behind Long Aotian would certainly enter the fray themselves.
Once the forces behind Long Aotian stepped in, the others would naturally follow, one after another.
The reason was simple: if you Aristocratic Clans could kill Long Aotian after capturing him today, you could kill an equally defenseless Mo Bai or Zhang Ling tomorrow.
Disciples could lose because their skills fell short, but the dignity of their sects and the honor of their races could never be trampled by anyone.
Whoosh!
Just then, Li Changsheng, who had come to receive them, finally arrived.
Long Aotian's lingering aura was dissipating, and the scene of mutual devastation lay fully exposed before him.
Li Changsheng froze for a moment, then pressed his lips together and asked, "Brother, did you really kill Long Aotian?"
Seeing the astonishment in Li Changsheng's eyes, Li Changming said coldly, "I ordered someone to kill him!"
Silence!
After Li Changming finished speaking, the two brothers fell silent.
"I'll be going, then. In a while, I'll bring people to kill you and avenge Long Aotian."
"That includes the clan heads and prodigies who follow you."
Having stated his plan as casually as could be, Li Changsheng left with Lu Jun.
He seemed just like an acquaintance who had dropped by for a visit.
More interesting still, Li Changming actually let the two of them leave that easily.
The void—a meteorite.
"You did very well. Now you'll probably have to lie low for a long time."
Chen Changsheng met someone on a fairly small meteorite.
The person meeting Chen Changsheng was none other than Li