At that moment, Chu Yingluo flew up from below. A few specks of blood stained her white robes, and the Heaven-Burying Sword in her hand had already been sheathed.
In a cool voice tinged with exhaustion, she said, "Qingshan, I've slain all the Immortal Kings of Purple Void Palace. The rest are merely Immortal Lords and disciples and elders beneath that level. They are nothing to worry about."
Li Qingshan nodded. His gaze swept over the trembling remnants of Purple Void Palace, and he said in an icy, even tone, "Zi Xu is dead. If you want to live, flee for your lives. From today onward, Purple Void Palace no longer exists!"
The remaining disciples and elders felt as though they had received a pardon. They scattered in panicked flight, scrambling and crawling away, terrified that if they were a moment too late, that green-robed man who resembled a god would casually crush them to death.
Li Qingshan paid them no further attention. With a flash, he appeared above Purple Void Palace. Forming seals with both hands, he sent the Chaos Tower flying out once more!
"Tower, take in this mountain gate!"
Little Tower answered, and the Chaos Tower abruptly expanded to a height of ten thousand zhang. The nine layers of patterns on its body lit up at once, and boundless Chaos light poured down like a tidal flood, enveloping the entire Purple Void Palace and the mountains and lands for ten thousand li around it!
Bzzzz!
In an instant, the earth trembled and space twisted. The entire mountain gate of Purple Void Palace seemed to be uprooted by an invisible giant hand, slowly rising into the air before being completely swallowed by the Chaos Tower!
Boom!
The Chaos Tower slowly shrank, returning to a palm-sized golden tower that