Xiang Tiandi sighed softly, "Your deaths will stabilize this world. For the safety of all, these are necessary sacrifices."
He then waved his hand, and streaks of lightning turned the bodies to ashes, and with a sweep of his Primordial Spirit, he scattered their remnants into the high atmosphere.
Having done all this, Xiang Tiandi seemed as nonchalant as if he had casually crushed a few ants, his expression calm and serene as he continued to look towards the direction of the platform.
After all, killing a few people was all too common for him in order to maintain the rule of the Heavenly Court and the stability of the human race.
"Zhou Bai, let me see what tricks you have up your sleeve."
Zhou Bai broke through Xiang Tiandi's hindrance and stepped directly onto the platform, looking at his opponent and said, "Slaying Ghost God, from now on, your life has just ten minutes left."
