A Golden Immortal from those days endured the stench pouring off his body and the even fouler stink in the air, then let out a shocked roar.
Of course, precisely because of that roar, he never saw what happened next.
"Oh, oh, oh... damn, this guy passed out from the stink!"
Another Golden Immortal watched the man who had just spoken suddenly clutch his throat and sink to his knees, his face contorted with distress.
He shouted in utter shock.
And then...
He never saw how the story ended either.
"Oh, oh, oh..."
Just as another idiot was about to exclaim in astonishment, a Daoist Companion beside him thankfully shuddered in realization and clapped a hand over his mouth with lightning speed.
Only then was that Golden Immortal spared the tragic fate of missing the whole affair.
On the platform, the preacher was utterly engrossed in expounding the Dao.
The middle-grade innate spiritual treasure at the waist of that unspeakable Daluo Golden Immortal, who paid no heed whatsoever to the tragic scene of "corpses strewn across the field" below, suddenly trembled.
However, seemingly because his senses had been blocked...
The unspeakable Daluo Golden Immortal failed to notice his cherished middle-grade innate spiritual treasure, the [Astral Meteor Awl], releasing a covert trace of pre-heaven spiritual energy.
Though the bewildered Golden Immortals and Primordial Unity Golden Immortals below wanted to warn this mighty figure, the miserable fate of the two Daoist Companions who had blurted out curses in their shock remained vivid in their minds.
How could they possibly dare say another word?
As for the Daluo Golden Immortals who should have been waiting there after finishing their sermons...
They had already ridden their clouds away from the area the moment this unspeakable being arrived.
Clearly, they knew very well how this