Chapter 2298: Little Sister

The First White Mother's fury seemed endless. Every one of her palm strikes took out hundreds of miles of land, squashing the Immortals below her as though they were nothing more than mere ants. 

Soon, the screams that filled the air weren't of Immortals, but were rather of high class elves wallowing in suffering caused by their own actions. 

Gilpin watched on from the distance. Though he was furious, he still saw the First White Mother as nothing more than a useful idiot. She should have chased after him and hounded him to the point of death. Yet, since she cared so much about those useless mortals, she actually wasted her time taking out the canon fodder of the Elven race. This level of stupidity… it was simply inconceivable to him. 

With a flip of his palm, a talisman appeared in his hand. Without hesitation, he poured his qi into it, causing it to become a large pillar of light that blasted a signal into the skies.