"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
"Cui Jinghuan, you bastard! You set me up!!!"
"If you wanted to surrender, why didn't you say so sooner? Why make me attack? Now you've broken through and become a Divine Lord, an honored guest of the Immortal Estate, while I've become the leader of the Feathered Immortal Cult remnants!"
"I should never have believed your lies and thrown away my bright future to join you!"
"..."
Driven into a corner, the Blood Skull Old Fiend went mad. He cursed the man who had transformed overnight into the Immortal Estate's eighth Divine Lord, the "Profound Metamorphosis Void-Flying Feather Divine Lord." He even spoke the Divine Lord's full title without a hint of restraint, cursing him over and over.
"How could a deviant cultivator like you understand a Divine Lord's methods?"
Murong Yi snorted and brought his sword down!
The Blood Skull Old Fiend, already at his limit, could no longer sustain his mana. He burst into a cloud of blood mist!
A Nascent Soul shot skyward from the mist, trying to flee!
"Still hoping to escape as a Nascent Soul? We were ready for that!"
Song Haozhi laughed. He summoned the Flower Basket Ancient Treasure, which erupted with powerful golden light and instantly sucked the fleeing Nascent Soul back!
"Fellow Daoists, don't attack!"
Seeing his Nascent Soul dragged back against his will, the Blood Skull Old Fiend turned pale with terror. He was about to beg for mercy when Song Haozhi snorted, drew the Nascent Soul into the basket, and destroyed him!
"Why kill him?"
Murong Yi glanced at Song Haozhi. "Send him to the Daluo Domain and sell him to one of those Demonic Dao companies. He'd make decent cultivation material and fetch quite a few Spirit Coins... Killing him outright was such