Confrontation and Insight (2/3)

A dignified Bright Immortal had actually died at the hands of a Sublimation Emperor. What utter tragedy was this?

The Tai Family ancestor and Fang Yirong's group of three all stared at Zhou Heng as though he were a monster. In this world, Bright Immortals were the supreme existence! After becoming a Bright Immortal, one might not be absolutely invincible, but if they did not wish to die, no one could possibly kill them—they could always find a way to escape with their lives.

Unless it was a fight to the death, not even Bright Immortals could kill other Bright Immortals. Much less a mere Sublimation Emperor!

Yet under these special circumstances, a lofty Bright Immortal had died at the hands of a Sublimation Emperor. It was humiliating beyond measure—how could he possibly rest in peace?

In a fair battle, the Ma Family ancestor could have crushed Zhou Heng a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times with ease. Yet now, he had become a ghost beneath Zhou Heng's sword!

As Zhou Heng's icy gaze bore down on him, the Tai Family ancestor involuntarily took a step back.

For this trip after the Seven-Star Fruit, he knew there would be risks. But Bright Immortals found it difficult even to die; at most, he had expected to pay the price of one or two divine avatars. He had never imagined that his very life would be in danger!

But now, the threat of death hung over his neck like a steel blade, forcing him to consider that dreadful outcome.

"I like being alone," Zhou Heng said calmly, without launching into a massacre.

Naturally, the Tai Family ancestor and Fang Yirong's group understood what he meant. Zhou Heng was ordering them to leave. Damn it—this place had been discovered by them