The two Immortal Kings of the Moon Race were utterly panicked.
"How dare you..."
"Stop!"
They couldn't fathom why it turned out this way.
Recalling fifty million years ago, hundreds of Immortal Kings came to invite them, speaking honeyed words and making countless requests.
And over the years, wherever they went, they were treated like Supreme Emperors, enjoying such glory.
But alas, this was not built on power.
It was based on their status as 'protected creatures.' When they were no longer unique or precious, retaliation and backlash were bound to happen sooner or later.
At this moment, there were still nearly two hundred Immortal Kings below the stage; where could the two of them escape?
Almost in the blink of an eye, their Immortal Country was shattered!
Then a figure soared high, carrying a head towards the stage.
An Immortal King, with his face full of blood, didn't bother to wipe it off and quickly said, "Sect Leader Jiang, I killed them with my own hands!"
