"Boom!"
A crimson divine furnace rose, blazing with divine light. The aura of an Undying King instantly covered heaven and earth.
The Undying King's weapon, the Red King's Furnace, had awakened.
Time warped, space shattered into mottled fragments, and the Heavenly Dao bowed in submission.
As it shook, stars beyond the domain fell together, and mountains and rivers crumbled for ten thousand miles.
Two figures in gray appeared in the sky. Gaunt as skeletons, they breathed immortal energy and dimmed the Starry Sky.
They were the Crimson King's two old servants. They had entered seclusion with him when he began refining an Immortal King from the Nine Heavens.
They were peerless experts among the Undying Ones, far beyond the one guarding the Pure Land.
The Undying One guarding the Resurrection Grass was only at the early stage of immortality.
After all, important as the Resurrection Grass was, no one would assign a Quasi-Immortal King to guard it.
Even among an Undying King's clan, the Undying Ones held lofty positions.
A clan had only one Undying King, after all, not ten.
Now that the Crimson King had suffered a grievous blow, everyone who knew of his place of seclusion emerged.
Rage and Killing Intent surged into the sky.
Shi Hao felt it even from far away.
Fortunately, the Little Wooden Horse severed Heavenly Secrets and erased Karma. Otherwise, someone would have immediately pursued Shi Hao.
Seated on the Little Wooden Horse's back, Shi Hao looked toward the Crimson King's clan lands. Feeling that sky-piercing Killing Intent, he could not help shrinking his neck.
"Why make such a fuss? The Crimson King isn't dead. How petty. Not magnanimous at all, and they call themselves an Imperial Clan of the Foreign Realm."
Shi Hao was deeply disappointed that he had failed to kill