On the cold and serene high platform, the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion let out a resigned smile.
The chilly wind blew by, scattering the stars in the sky as they drifted through his figure.
Little Wild Grass and Li Muyang abruptly stood up, but could only watch in astonishment as the scene unfolded before them, bidding farewell to the departing soul.
A powerful True Immortal had perished so easily...
Who was this mysterious culprit, the Northern Sea Dragon Slayer, and how could they possess such terrifying might?!
The shock of this moment was not less than the previous sight of the East Sea Dragon Monarch being slain in the Northern Sea.
One second, the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion was still talking, the next, he was gone...
Little Wild Grass watched the fading afterimage of the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion disappear and stood shoulder to shoulder with Li Muyang on the high platform.