East Sea Penglai Island, where immortal beasts galloped, mountains soared, and the open wilds were full of strange flowers and herbs, yet still resembling an Immortal Realm.
However, in the Vitality Hall at this moment, the atmosphere was somewhat stagnant.
"Qingming, is Kong Xuan truly dead?" Wang Shu's eyes were red as she stared at the huge light screen before her, her rosy cheeks turning deathly pale.
Li Qingming managed a bitter smile as he took Wang Shu's little hand, softly consoling, "Girl, Kong Xuan is my disciple! If I don't let him die, who has the power to do so?"
"But, but Kong Xuan has already expanded into a blood mist with Mana, not even leaving a speck of residue. How is that not death?" Wang Shu stammered, looking at Li Qingming with her watery large eyes almost brimming with tears.
