At this moment, Sikong Jing's voice brimmed with intense hatred...
"Mi'er said that the moment my grandfather acknowledged my Aunt Little Sweet, you tortured her to death."
"Now that you've just met your daughter, I'll smash her to pieces right before your eyes."
"How does that feel?"
Sikong Jing's voice rang out in all directions again, his hatred surging without end.
Of course, the grandfather mentioned here was Ling Jianxing's grandfather, and also Sikong Jing's maternal grandfather.
"You bastard! I'll pull out your spirit shadow and make it suffer tortures for ten thousand years!"
Ling Dongwei's eyes were bloodshot as he roared again and again.
At that moment, his palm had already formed a massive gust of palm force that viciously closed around Ling Ertian's body. Yet Sikong Jing still laughed loudly. "My apologies, but now I shall... blow your daughter's body to pieces."
As the words fell... Bang!
Ling Ertian's body shattered outright.
It shattered within Ling Dongwei's palm force, along with Sikong Jing's beast-form spirit shadow, of course.
The beast-form spirit shadow naturally had to shatter with her; it absolutely could not fall into Ling Dongwei's hands.
As Ling Ertian's body turned into fragments of blood and flesh, Ling Dongwei's hair flared wildly. The seawater around him was crazily vaporized.
Old Madam Ling screamed, "Ertian, my daughter! My daughter!"
At the same time, Ling Dongwei continued to roar in fury...
"Ling Jianxing, you actually killed my daughter! You've got some nerve..."
"You actually perished together with my daughter using your spirit shadow... No, no, that's not right. You have Dual Spirit Shadows, you damned thing!"
At that moment, Ling Dongwei finally thought of it. Ling Jianxing was definitely someone with Dual Spirit Shadows.
Otherwise, Ling Jianxing would not have said he would continue collecting interest. Otherwise, he would