Chapter 229
A grand calamity meant to destroy the mortal realm’s Xuanmen ended in a way that had… absolutely nothing to do with Xuanmen at all.
With casual efficiency, Ying Lun had flung the entire Southern Celestial Court into the Underworld’s cycle of reincarnation. Dusting off his hands, he turned around—and paused when he noticed the group of Daoist immortals still standing there.
“Hmm? A few still left?”
Yuanjiang and the others stiffened. An ominous chill ran down their spines.
Wait—what did he mean by that?!
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Without hesitation, Ying Lun raised his hand again.
King Jiqi, alarmed, quickly stepped forward.
“Wait, my lord! They’re not with the Southern Emperor!”
“All from the Celestial Realm—what’s the difference?” Ying Lun muttered, brows knitting slightly. He ignored the protest, his fingers already half-raised, the ghostly power gathering to sweep them all into the Gate of the Underworld.
Thankfully, Yun Jiao spoke up just in time.
“They’re the disciples of our ancestral master.”