Qingming gave a cold laugh, his expression unmistakably smug.
"Well, little fellow who obtained the God-Slaying Heavenly Venerable's inheritance?"
"Did you really think you'd stumbled upon a fortunate opportunity?"
Hearing this revelation, not only Tongtian but even Elder Jile had never imagined that they had truly walked into a trap!
Tongtian knitted his brows.
"What do you mean?"
The moment he spoke, Luohu suddenly stepped forward.
A sharp gleam shone in Luohu's eyes, and his gaze held a hint of mockery and contempt as he looked at Qingming.
"Leave this to me. Tyrant Blade, I suggest you come clean."
"No one on this floating island can save you now. Or would you like another taste of sinking into nothingness?"
At these words, Qingming looked as though he had heard something terrifying.
"Luohu, you bastard deserve to be torn into ten million pieces!"
"What happened back then had nothing to do with me! Why must you keep hounding me?"
Luohu seemed a little impatient, but just as he was about to act, Qingming suddenly dropped to his knees with a thud.
The move left even Tongtian dumbfounded!
Qingming's face was filled with helpless resignation.
"Damn it, we can talk without you getting violent!"
"I, Tyrant Blade, was an expert who almost entered the Divine Domain back then. Don't I deserve some dignity?"
Tyrant Blade had now completely taken over Qingming's body. Qingming's Primordial Spirit remained cowering within his spiritual Purple Mansion, utterly powerless to resist.
Seeing that Tyrant Blade was actually such a coward made Luohu laugh instead.
Luohu waved a hand.
"Hurry up and explain yourself. Spare me this useless chatter."
"If you hadn't stayed out of what happened back then, I would have completely erased this last wisp of your consciousness the moment I saw you today!"
Hearing Luohu