Beyond the Heavenly Gate.
Gu Lisheng had also seen Mu Huajue's miserable state and sighed deeply within. Even he had been reluctant to strike so heavily, but since Black-Robed Chen Xun had dared provoke him, there would be no good ending. He would not even bother explaining a single extra word to you.
He had anticipated this outcome when he reprimanded Mu Huajue earlier. He was not surprised that the latter had ended up this way.
At the edge of the Heavenly Palace.
"Ah? No, brother!" Xu Mang's eyes bulged, his mouth gaping wider than a crocodile's. "That banished Immortal fell?! Wasn't he some monstrous existence that could neither die nor be destroyed?!"
That banished Immortal had swept across the Myriad Profound Immortal Land, giving his all in every battle. He had not been surrounded and killed young precisely because of that terrifying restorative Dao art. He feared neither injury nor death.
That banished Immortal had comprehended Dao Accumulation in his youth. It was said that when he broke through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, a Heavenly Tribulation had already descended. He had been struck dead, then resurrected and reincarnated from his Dao Accumulation before comprehending Dao Accumulation again...
He had transcended tribulations all the way to immortality, after which Immortal Lightning inexplicably began circling his body, leaving all methods unable to touch him.
This was already an existence beyond the limits of cultivators' imagination. Not even the wildest unofficial histories could write a cultivator this wild, yet reality was wilder still—such a being had truly appeared.
Xu Mang had once joked that he did not believe the Immortal Realm lacked a being even wilder than this banished Immortal.
Well, now he was satisfied. He had seen one—someone who had suppressed that banished Immortal in three breaths. But now that