"Xian'er!"
The moment Lu Ren saw the female corpse, it was as if he had been struck by lightning. His mind went completely blank.
The corpse before him was none other than Hun Xian'er.
He could not say he liked Hun Xian'er, but he felt deeply indebted to her. If not for Hun Xian'er, he would have long since been slain by Black Lotus. Now that Hun Xian'er had had her memories erased by Hun Xingying because of him, he had kept her by his side in an attempt to make up for that guilt.
But now, Hun Xian'er had actually died.
"What exactly happened?"
Lu Ren's voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hells, icy and merciless. Like a sharp sword, his gaze fixed directly on the two women as he questioned them.
Feeling the sharpness of Lu Ren's gaze, Hun Mengtian and Hun Jiao'er could not help but shudder. It was as though they had fallen into an icy abyss. They had never seen Lu Ren reveal such a terrifying expression.
"What exactly happened?"
Lu Ren's voice was like frost, cold enough to pierce the bone and send chills down one's spine.
Hun Mengtian came back to her senses and truthfully said, "It was the Daughter of Heavenly Mandate. She killed Hun Xian'er!"
"The Daughter of Heavenly Mandate?"
Lu Ren frowned. "Why would she kill Xian'er?"
"Now, apart from the Immortal Arena, the Immortal Battlefield no longer distinguishes between levels. Hun Xian'er entered the Immortal Battlefield and happened to encounter us, so we brought her along to train. But later, we fell into an ambush by the Heavenly Mandate Palace. Hun Xian'er was struck in the glabella by the Daughter of Heavenly Mandate's Heavenly Mandate Sword Soul and died!"
Hun Mengtian said.
"My poor little sister had