'Is this how I die?'
A colossal hand she was powerless to resist reached for her.
Nangong Tianling's face turned ashen.
She wasn't afraid to die.
But she was unreconciled.
Unreconciled that she would never see the day the Young Master got his revenge.
Even more unreconciled that she would die at the hands of Immortal Dao cultivators.
But no matter how unreconciled she felt...
It was useless.
After all, she was simply too weak.
"I've got her!"
Just as Nangong Tianling was seized by the giant hand, and as Yun'Er and Nangong Yin were about to make a desperate move, the Immortal Venerable Level expert who had captured her beamed with delight.
"Congratulations, Tianyi Immortal Venerable, for capturing the target."
As soon as he had succeeded, the other Immortal Venerables who were a step too slow all voiced their congratulations.
Under Xuyang Immortal Monarch's command...
There were a total of ninety-eight squads.
