Boom...
As He Pingsheng's emotions surged, he failed to restrain his aura, and it swept outward in mighty waves.
Had an eighth-grade Defensive Immortal Formation not also been installed inside the palace, that alone would have destroyed the entire Great Hall, and even the entire Great Void Sect.
Bang, bang, bang...
Inside the Great Hall, the chairs instantly turned to dust.
Kneeling on the floor, Stone Gatherer felt a storm forming overhead.
He trembled, kowtowing incessantly.
Two breaths later, He Pingsheng gradually reined in his aura, but his emotions remained violently turbulent. "Tell me, what exactly happened?"
"Who laid a hand on Ming Riyue?"
"I'll..."
At that moment, He Pingsheng was frantic with hatred, even thinking of what methods he could use to torment his opponent and leave the murderer unable to live or die.
"Bang, bang, bang..." Stone Gatherer kowtowed hard, weeping. "Young Master, please steady your aura first. If this old servant tells you, you mustn't get angry!"
"Speak!" He Pingsheng gritted his teeth.
Stone Gatherer gritted his teeth as well. "It... it... it was... the Third Young Master!"
"Who?" He Pingsheng froze!
His aura suddenly shifted.
His fury turned to stunned disbelief.
"Stone Gatherer... you mean... Tianzhi?" His mouth slightly open, He Pingsheng looked at Stone Gatherer and asked reflexively.
Stone Gatherer knocked his head against the floor several more times without answering.
But He Pingsheng already knew.
It was him!
He Tianzhi.
"Whew..." He Pingsheng drew several deep breaths. His shock turned back into boundless rage, interwoven with heartache, guilt, and all manner of emotions he could scarcely contain.
"Tell me in detail!"
"What exactly happened?"
"What year and month?"
"Stop kneeling. Stand up and tell me!"
"Yes!" Stone Gatherer rose trembling. "At first, this old servant didn't know Lady Ming Riyue had been murdered. Back