"This can wait!"
Immortal Lord Dragon Firmament drew a deep breath and fixed a burning gaze on He Pingsheng. "First, explain to me exactly how my disciple Fang Long died!"
"He Pingsheng, if you can't give me a proper account today, I'll send you to hell!"
Immortal Lord Dragon Firmament practically roared those words.
Boom...
With a wave of Immortal Lord Stone Gatherer's hand, a golden Small Bell expanded and settled squarely above He Pingsheng's head.
Streams of golden light descended from the Small Bell, forming a membrane of light that enveloped He Pingsheng.
"Dragon Firmament, do you have a death wish?"
After protecting He Pingsheng with the membrane of light, Stone Gatherer tensed from head to toe.
Ever since the Slave Mark had reversed a few years ago, he had become He Pingsheng's slave. Others did not know this, but Stone Gatherer knew it perfectly well. The Heavenly Dao's rules governing masters and slaves compelled him to protect He Pingsheng to the utmost of his ability.
The golden Small Bell that had just enveloped He Pingsheng was an immortal artifact capable of defending against Divine Sense attacks.
Its purpose was to prevent Immortal Lord Dragon Firmament from launching a sudden sneak attack with his Divine Sense.
"That's simple!" He Pingsheng spoke from within the protection. "Since Immortal Lord Dragon Firmament wishes to see, I'll let you see everything clearly!"
Hum, hum, hum...
He Pingsheng extended his hand slightly. As his fingers formed seals, a grain-sized speck of light unfurled.
The images of Huang Youshi and Fang Long ambushing him, followed by Fang Long being slain, unfolded.
Everything was plain as day!
After watching the images, Immortal Lord Dragon Firmament's face darkened. He snorted and said nothing more.
After all, no matter how one looked at it, he held no