Chapter 1181: Confidence
Even though Liu Qing's spirit domain had been destroyed, he remained completely unfazed. Instead, a faint smile appeared on his face as he remarked, "Flames of Illusory Reality, eh? I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that you've managed to cultivate this spirit flame capable of eradicating all illusion."
Liu Tianhao was rather taken aback by Liu Qing's calm reaction, and before he had a chance to do anything, a long saber that was emanating an eerie, crimson glow suddenly came protruding out of his lower abdomen, having pierced through his dantian from behind.
At the same time, a pair of glowing, white hands appeared in front of him before imprinting themselves against his chest.
As it turned out, two figures had appeared in front of and behind him in a wraith-like manner, executing a perfectly coordinated sneak attack.
His two assailants were none other than the two men that had been standing beside Liu Qing, and blood came spewing out of Liu Tianhao's mouth as his aura began to rapidly wane.
The taller of the two men, the one wielding the crimson saber, yelled, "Liu Tianhao, this is what you get for colluding with those Gray Realm scoundrels to plot against our master!"
At the same time, his physical appearance rapidly changed, and in the blink of an eye, he had transformed into none other than Liu Zizai.
The crimson saber in his hand was giving off incredibly formidable baleful qi, and it was none other than the Heavenly Fox Bloodform Saber.
Meanwhile, the shorter of the two men drifted back in retreat, but his palm imprints remained on Liu Tianhao's chest, as if they had become a permanent fixture on his body.
Bursts of warped, white light surged into Liu Tianhao's body incessantly from the pair of palm imprints, tearing his internal organs apart incessantly.
Liu Tianhao's entire body was trembling violently, while blood continued to gush out of his nose and mouth.