Boom! Boom! Boom...
As Pei Kuang's voice rang out from inside the tower, the Thousand Kings powerhouses outside erupted with true qi in unison.
One after another, their auras shot skyward.
Just as Pei Kuang had been a few hours earlier, he had still been able to keep his composure when Pei Chang's life lamp shattered. But when Fenglei Bao's life lamp had just shattered, he could no longer hold himself back at all.
A Saint Martial Stage expert, along with Thousand Kings First Emperor, whose combat power was close to the Saint Martial Stage.
They had actually been killed on the same day. No matter how deep Pei Kuang's scheming, it could not withstand such fury.
The next moment, a scruffy-bearded middle-aged man roared, "Father, who did this? I'll tear them to pieces!"
The one speaking was precisely Thousand Kings Second Emperor, Pei Kuang's eldest son, Pei Yugong.
Yet Pei Kuang did not like this eldest son of his. His temperament was far too much like Pei Chang's—just another fool who only knew how to charge ahead blindly. His talent in martial arts was even inferior to Pei Chang's.
At such an advanced age, he had not even reached the Saint Martial Stage. He was simply trash.
Still, Pei Kuang replied, "According to the message I just received from Fenglei Bao, it was the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce and Murong Jianyun."
At this point, Pei Kuang had only just received the message Fenglei Bao had sent several days ago—the one sent after he had failed to stop Murong Jianyun in Willow Leaf Forest and had been wounded.
Given the distance between Willow Leaf City and the Thousand Kings Holy Tower, even a message required three or four days and nights to arrive.
And the contents of that message