Kong Yunyang seemed to have used all his strength to shout out those words, as he floated mid-air, shaking as if he would fall any moment.
He believed that the boy could never be from the legendary Saint Realm, nor was it possible.
Therefore, he could only die.
As Kong Yunyang, like a disconnected kite, slowly drifted down from the sky, his eyes shone with a trace of joy, fixed on the boy amidst the overwhelming Evil Qi.
He wanted to see the boy's expression before death.
He wanted to see the boy's horror as he was eroded by the Evil Qi.
He wanted to see the boy dissolve into specks of dust, scattering at the summit of Heavenly Mountain, witnessing the rise of the Kong Family.
However, he did not expect that when he landed like a withered leaf and tried desperately to open his dim eyes, he would witness a scene that he could never understand or be shocked by.
Suddenly, a blood-red rainbow that seemed to descend from the heavens burst into the sky of Evil Qi.