A heartbreaking scream echoed through the sky and a gush of crimson blood spurted from Elder Lu's left arm, now reduced to nothing but a bloody stump.
Lioran's eyes filled with terror as a resounding laugh reached his eardrums.
Had his father lost? Truly lost?
"Well done, son-in-law! Well done! Hahaha." Tai'Ren punched his eldest son in the shoulder. "See? That's what I saw in that young man, hahaha."
Tai'Ren's eldest son just bowed his head.
Honestly, he was a little regretful of having defended Elder Lu. He had disappointed his father for absolutely nothing.
Well, there was no need to cry over spilt milk.
"Are you finished, little cuckold Lu?" Qingyi smiled contemptuously as Elder Lu went down.
The old man coughed up another gulp of blood, squeezing a few pressure points on his arm to stop the bleeding.
He had made subtle attempts to break the seal on his cultivation, to kill Qingyi quickly with a single blow and then deal with the consequences afterwards.
