Dead?

The Wise King seemed as if he was struck by lightning, and his mind droned as he muttered with a trembling voice. “Dead, Changtian is dead as well. How could this be possible…?”

All the Earthly Immortal Realm experts in the hall were silent and sighed endlessly. The other disciples have all entered the Dark Reverie successfully, yet it just happens that the Wise King’s son perished in the Primeval Battlefield. Such a blow is a bit too great indeed.

“Impossible! My son’s natural talent is great, and his strength is extremely formidable. Since Chen Xi and the others were capable of entering the Dark Reverie, then on what basis was he unable to do so? Impossible! It’s surely impossible!” The painful loss of his beloved son caused the Wise King’s mind to be in chaos, and he roared hysterically.

“Enough!” Emperor Chu shouted loudly with a deep voice. “The one that caused his death was he himself. He colluded with outsiders to harm his companions. Such an unfilial son deserves death!”

His voice was like a thunderclap that caused everyone in the hall to be horrified. Never had they expected that the son...