Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

’s the case, why must the true god be compassionate to these humans? They must ultimately pay a terrible price for their ugly actions.”

“You… are a ….
lunatic… What exactly… are… are you… talking… about… Let me… go!” Senior Brother Zhuo felt like he was almost suffocated under Ning Luo’s strangle.

“What… true god… I don’t know….
Ning Luo… This place is… Yunxiao Sect.
You… better… let me go….
On account that… you are my… junior brother, I will definitely… not spread this out…”

Ning Luo did not have any reaction at all.
Fearful, Senior Brother Zhuo could not help but be submissive.

Clack!

In the next second, the sound of crushed bones rang.

Thud!

Ning Luo released his hands, and Senior Brother Zhuo collapsed on the ground powerlessly.
His neck was already snapped, and he was no longer breathing.

Very quickly, Senior Brother Zhuo’s body was covered with a layer of ice which subsequently cracked and turned broken shards.
It was as though Senior Brother Zhuo never existed in this world.

“When is the mystic realm opening?” Ning Luo looked at the black-robed man.

“In half a month.” A deep voice sounded from the black robe.

“I’m really looking forward….
to the arrival of that day.” Ning Luo walked to the window with his hands behind him.
The smile on his lips never disappeared.

“I’ll take a leave first.” The black-robed man rose slowly and turned into a ball of black fog in the pavilion before eventually vanishing without a trace.

At that moment, only Ning Luo’s lonely back view remained.

He lifted his head slightly and gazed at the full moon outside the window.

Under the moonlight, Ning Luo stood by the window in a white top, and a faint smile hung on his lips.
However, tears of blood streaked across the rim of his eyes.