Chapter 288: Murong Xie’s Anger
As the silence grew heavier, so did Murong Xie’s anger until finally he exploded.
"Do you know what was written on it? What arrangements were being finalized?" He turned, each word laced with venom. "Do you even begin to grasp how delicate that correspondence was? I told Rong Jun to protect that message with his life!"
His voice rose with each word until it finally erupted in a thunderous shout.
"AND NOW HE’S DEAD AND THE LETTER IS GONE?!"
With a swift motion, he spun and lashed out. A nearby ceramic pot—worth at least three hundred spirit stones—exploded into shards. He didn’t stop there. The table bearing spiritual incense and meditation scrolls was overturned, its contents crashing to the floor. Two decorative lanterns were swept from their stands and shattered against the walls.
A storm of qi surged through the chamber, thick with rage and frustration.
The disciples huddled on the ground like leaves caught in a gale.
Murong Xie’s aura flared with crackling intensity. Crimson spiritual energy roiled around him like wildfire—anger made manifest. The walls of the room groaned under the pressure, formation inscriptions flickering as they struggled to contain his fury.
It was clear that his power was a notch above the average late stage Qi refining realm cultivator.
For a long moment, no one moved.
Then, gradually, the aura faded. Murong Xie took a sharp breath and forced his qi back under control, though his expression remained twisted with seething hatred.