The cultivators of the Fane of Death were all at a loss, wondering what was going on.
'How could Wuma Jiuxing be a god? How could it be possible that he trampled Yuan Qianmo to death? It is just an illusion. It must be an illusion. But who created this illusion?'
They could not accept the reality before their eyes. 'Yuan Qianmo is ranked first in the Tome of the Divines and could become a god with just a thought. How could such a talented guy die?'
Zhang Ruochen had many grudges with Yuan Qianmo, but when he saw that he was trampled to death like a mortal by Wuma Jiuxing and kicked into the Lake of the Divine Blood, he could not feel any joy. Instead, he felt sad.