Hearing the disciple's words, the Qingyun Immortal King was taken aback while preparing to drink tea, the teacup halted at his lips.
"What?"
The Qingyun Immortal King could hardly believe what he had just heard.
Although the Golden Helmet Immortal Monarch was merely an Outer Gate Deacon at the Heavenly Splendor Hall, he was still someone from the Golden Helmet Immortal Monarch's faction.
Who would dare lay a hand on someone from the Heavenly Splendor Hall?
At this moment, that disciple, trembling, spoke again: "The... the Soul Lamp of the Golden Helmet Immortal Monarch... has extinguished."
Upon hearing the disciple's reply again, the Qingyun Immortal King was finally certain he wasn't hearing things.
The next moment, the aura of an Immortal King erupted from Qingyun Immortal King's body, and he coldly said, "What audacity, to dare lay a hand on someone from the Heavenly Splendor Hall!"
