The intense killing intent tore through the sky, causing endless celestial phenomena to change.
The terrifying aura surged into the clouds, shattering billions of miles of the heavens.
The expression on Cang Jiu's face was exceedingly grim, and his entire being emitted an aura of extreme hostility that screamed 'keep out'.
Just moments ago, he had received the news of Cang Qing's demise.
Suddenly, a panic-stricken figure barged into Cang Jiu's cave dwelling.
"Father, Qing'er has fallen~"
The figure was tearful, as after all, that was her own son.
"I know!"
"How could I not know!"
"I will deal with Qing'er's affairs myself!"
"If Qing'er has fallen, then we shall simply have another."
After saying this, Cang Jiu's gaze fell upon the figure, whose body trembled, fear flickering in her eyes, and could only walk towards Cang Jiu like a zombie.
...
Actually, the calmest person at the scene should have been Ziying.