"Immortal Realm, here we come!"
Yang Tian directed his Divine Sense inward, encountering a powerful Immortal Breath.
He saw numerous Immortal Mountains floating within the clouds.
"Yang Tian, should we kill these two troublemakers?"
Wu Jie arrived at Yang Tian's side and asked.
Yang Tian looked toward the lighthouse and saw the two disciples lying prostrate on the ground, shivering, pleading incessantly, "Master, we were wrong, we failed to recognize your greatness, please, don't kill us..."
Yang Tian's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness.
He flew toward the lighthouse, raised the Celestial Demon's Right Hand, and struck heavily.
Boom!
The lighthouse exploded violently.
The two disciples instinctively shut their eyes, knowing their time had come.
But after waiting a long time, Yang Tian didn't make a move, so they opened their eyes and looked toward Yang Tian, seeing his mocking expression. They cautiously asked, "Master, aren't you going to kill us?"
"Scram."
