That inheritor-level Immortal Emperor was quickly toyed to death. He died with his buttocks in the air—his death could only be called miserably tragic.
The Emperor Alliance emperors all felt a chill run through their backsides.
From the enemy's perspective, the Black Hand Organization was simply too "cruel."
This way of dying was far more miserable than dying in battle, and immensely humiliating.
After the inheritor-level Immortal Emperor died, he reverted to his true form. He was actually also a kunpeng, from the same clan as Fei Peng.
"Wonderful!" Everyone's eyes lit up. They could feast to their hearts' content again.
"Set up the pots, set up the pots!"
Wan Chengxiao shouted, taking out the grill and stew pot again. The emperors were left staring blankly. Just how much equipment had this guy brought? Could he be some sort of gourmet, always prepared?
"Should we ask Holy Maiden Jiang to have some?" Everyone had gathered together, while Jiang Ruoyao alone sat off to the side without joining them.
In many people's impressions, Jiang Ruoyao ought to have been a foodie Holy Maiden. Why was she acting so differently this time?
Could it be that there were too many people, making her unable to loosen up?
Just as everyone was thinking this, Jiang Ruoyao suddenly rose and walked over.
Seeing this, Xia Qiuer proactively gave up her seat and shifted aside. "Sit here."
Jiang Ruoyao did not stand on ceremony. She walked over and sat down directly. Seeing everyone looking at her, she said flatly, "Don't mind me. Carry on."
Only then did the emperors resume drinking freely, tearing into great chunks of meat and downing wine from large bowls.
As the meal reached its height, quite a few Backer Sect disciples even pulled the Emperor Alliance emperors into dancing, and