My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

Wei Yitian, who had never been despised like this before, laughed in anger.

"Good, good, good boy from the human race."

"You've come just in time. If you were to hide, with Lang Huan as your protection, I wouldn't be able to do anything to you."

"Now you are so arrogant and lawless that you dare to break into my palace. You have already met your end. This just gives me the reason and conditions to kill you with my own hands and avenge my previous shame!"

He shouted softly and raised his right hand: "Halberd!"

Along with a flash of light, an infinitely terrifying and sharp edge rolled up, and the God-Breaking Halberd appeared in the palm of his hand.

He grasped the hilt of the halberd and spun it with his backhand. For a moment, the halberd shone brightly, and the horrific destructive force of wind, rain, thunder, lightning, earth, fire, water, wind, and even the destruction of all things in heaven and earth enveloped the entire halberd and continued to gather at the tip of the halberd.

Even the space in the Immortal Palace, which had been specially reinforced more than ten thousand times, could hardly withstand the condensed terrifying power and began to slowly twist and collapse.

Wei Yitian raised his halberd and took a step forward.

Then Zhong Qing, who suddenly appeared in front of him, slapped him and his halberd to pieces.

He didn't even have the chance to scream. The moment the murderous intent and anger in Wei Yitian's eyes turned into boundless horror, his eyes froze completely.

The broken halberd turned into thousands of fragments, flickering in the equally shattered flesh and blood of Wei Yitian, flashing bursts of light. At first glance, the flesh and blood wrapped in golden light and the tiny lights like stars in between, this scene even has a strange beauty.

Zhong Qing frowned and looked down at his palm.

"It's broken. I used too much force again."

Wei Yitian's God-Breaking Halberd is an immortal weapon after all, so it might be a good idea to keep it as a trophy.

Even if he already has a warehouse full of magical artifacts, he can give the extra ones to others to play with.

The result was so broken that it is probably impossible to repair it.

But then he thought again, this thing is too conspicuous, keeping it would be evidence of a crime, if it is recognized, it will cause more trouble, so forget it. His eyes flashed, sweeping across the fragments of Wei Yitian's hero on the ground, and he raised his hand, and a storage ring fell into his hand.

Fortunately, the slap did not break the storage ring, so it was not a loss at all.

Zhong Qing put away the storage ring and quickly slipped away.

Before leaving, he deliberately closed the door of the palace again.

Considering that this guy is a true immortal after all, it is normal for him to recuperate for dozens or even hundreds of years. By that time, he may not even be in the Immortal Alliance, so it doesn't matter if something happens then.

Zhong Qing walked out of the hall as if nothing had happened. He casually greeted the passing fairies, left the fairy palace, and walked away.

However, Zhong Qing overlooked one point.

That is, whether it is a human or a celestial being, they all have social interactions.

Less than half an hour after he left, someone arrived at the gate of the Immortal Palace.

When the palace gate guards saw this person, they hurriedly bowed their heads and saluted.

"Lord Luo Weitian."

The person who came was a male immortal who also had Taoist patterns on his head and wore a long robe with a silver background and purple patterns. He looked to be in his twenties or thirties, with a handsome face.

He nodded and said, "I heard that your master was injured, so I came to see him. I wonder how serious his injury is?"

A guard had already rushed in to pass on the message.

Another guard led Luo Weitian into the hall and said, "Please rest assured, our master is in good condition. Although his injuries are not light, they are not serious."

As he spoke, another guard had returned and said awkwardly, "Lord Luo Weitian, the master is in the bedroom and has not responded. We dare not open the door without permission."

Luo Weitian smiled slightly: "It's okay, I know his temper, he's probably sulking right now, I'll go in and see him myself."

Everyone guarding the Immortal Palace knew that Lord Luo Weitian was also one of the True Immortal Guardians of the Celestial Clan, and was a good friend of their master Wei Yitian. Naturally, they would not stop him and allowed Luo Weitian to come to the palace gate.