"Even if it is a Dharma King, those who desecrate my Heavenly God Mountain must die!" Elder Li's voice was incomparably calm, but it was a calmness that controlled life and death, a composure born of having all things in heaven and earth within one's grasp.
Gan Zhusheng and the others nodded simultaneously.
To them, it didn't matter who was right or wrong between Zheng Ming and Qin Yaori. What mattered was that Zheng Ming had sullied the dignity of their Heavenly God Mountain.
Thus, Zheng Ming had to die!
Eight figures, like streaks of long rainbows, sped toward the Path to Ascension. Qin Yaori, who had been bathing in the starlight, suddenly opened his mouth and directly swallowed the rolling starry brilliance into his body.
In an instant, countless beams of starry light infused him. At this moment, he appeared as if his entire body were forged from silvery starlight.
