The Great Elder of the Holy Sect had his head taken off in the blink of an eye?
Xiao Rushui, Di Tianwu, and the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny were dumbfounded, and everyone turned their heads simultaneously to see who had slain Jing Wubing.
A Daoist priest flying in from the sky appeared—clad in a black robe that matched his gaunt figure, he resembled a Fierce Ghost swooping down. His deep-set eyes were fierce, making it clear he was not a benevolent man.
"Who dares to lay a hand on my master, seeking death!"
The newcomer was none other than Daoist Lu Ya, whose fierce shout shook heaven and earth, sending tremors through all the disciples of the Holy Sect and casting a look of fear upon them.
Even Xiao Rushui, who had recently broken through to the Manifesting Saint realm, could not see through Daoist Lu Ya.
"This man's cultivation..."
