The god who sits alongside the Immortal Venerables, unperturbed, begins to feel a strange discomfort in his heart.
He knows that the words of Immortal Xuanlie have finally consolidated the situation, and the killing feast is about to commence.
At the same time, he understands the purpose of his father sending him here.
"To kill him..."
He knows full well that he cannot defeat him, and yet he is tasked to kill him?
The god instinctively uses this reason to argue.
But the reason he subconsciously opposes seems not to be this.
"No matter what, I must still kill you..."
The god has never felt such difficulty in killing someone before.
When the Immortal Venerables are about to acknowledge, the god with a complex mood speaks coldly.
"The first battle is mine."
Silence from the Immortal Venerables.
The god, the foremost prodigy of the Immortal Realm, the most precious son of Shen Wushuang, endowed with the potential to surpass Shen Wushuang.
