The cultivators watched as the imperial guardian held the old man by the throat, ripping his arm as black liquid seemed blood sprayed. But unlike the usual reaction when someone loses a limb, the old man didn't make a single noise or react; it was as if he wasn't a living organism.
But then, suddenly, they heard Lu Fan shout. However, his words seem to be directed at the old man; but his initial words confuse the cultivators.
'As the demon god puppet? Was Lu Fan speaking to the old man? And was the old man the demon god puppet?'
Baffling questions circled among the cultivators as they tried to understand Lu Fan's words. But then the surroundings became dark as the sky over the Ju capital became extreme darkness.
Shua! Boom!
