Bab 1295: Let Me Greet Our Enemies First

"Everything makes sense now." Pocket Immortal closed his eyes, sighing as he opened them, glaring at Divination Immortal with killing intent. "You're the reason that led to my sect's annihilation."

"Took you long enough to realize that." Divination Immortal smirked in response. "And now, you're the only Primal God left. With you dead, killing the rest would be easy." 

"Let me see you try!" Roaring in response, the Pocket Immortal went all out, sending out an attack that was tens of times greater than what he had unleashed onto the Mountain Sect before. 

The Divination Immortal's eyes widened at the power behind the attack, instinctively whipping out his treasure to defend against the attack when something hit him, causing him to recall the scene that had happened just now.