I was dumped while cultivating immortality in my later years, and the system only came to me after I

The Spirit King kicked Ling Kongkong and cursed, "You idiot, do you know what you've done? I only hit you, I wish I could slap you to death."

“Apologize to them right now. If you can’t get their forgiveness, you can die.”

Ling Kongkong clearly didn't listen to her father's words and continued to say nonsensically, "Father, are you confused? They're just two playthings. Why should we apologize to them? Have you lost your mind?"

"Snapped."

King Ling slapped him again.

“Ling Kongkong, I’m not discussing this with you, I’m telling you to kneel down right now, kowtow and admit your mistake, or I’ll slap you to death right now.”

"I do not."

Ling Kongkong retorted without backing down, "Go ahead and kill me if you dare."

“Father, you should think this through. I am your only son and the only heir of the Spirit Clan. If you kill me, how will you explain it to the entire Spirit Clan?”

The Spirit King gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know that you are still one of our Spirit Clan? If you don't kneel down and apologize today, I will kill you right now, and I believe the Spirit Clan elders will even think it's a good thing."

Now that things have come to this point, even a fool would understand that there must be something they don't know.

His own father was an immortal emperor, yet his expression clearly showed fear.

afraid of what?

He was afraid of the two women in front of him.

"No, it must be fake. There must be something in it that I don't know about."

"Or rather, Father was deceived."

Yes, that must be the case.

Ling Kongkong took a deep breath and said, "Father, have you been deceived?"

"You don't think of them as some kind of powerful experts, do you?"

"bump."

King Ling was furious, but even more so, he was anxious.

He could clearly feel the killing intent emanating from Chu Feng, like a sword hanging above his head, ready to fall at any moment.

A powerful sword intent.

He, an immortal emperor, had already sensed the threat of death and knew all too well how to choose.

Does he intend to kill his own son?

Just as Ling Kongkong said, this is his only son, the best heir of the Spirit Clan, with extraordinary talent, but then again...

One who steps into the realm of the Supreme Emperor will have a lifespan of three to fifty thousand years.

This is not the final lifespan. The Supreme Emperor can live a second, third, or even fourth or fifth life... while the Tribulation-Crossing Heavenly Lord has a lifespan of between ten thousand and thirty thousand years.

He might not even live as long as I do.

With endless years, it's impossible not to have another descendant. Moreover, the descendants born later will possess imperial blood, and their potential and future will be far stronger than Ling Kongkong's.

At this point, King Ling finally made up his mind.

I can't keep this son of mine.

"Kongkong, don't blame your father. It's your own fault for provoking the wrong person."

Ling Kongkong also had a bad feeling. The threat of death instantly enveloped him. He immediately took two steps back and stared at his father warily, saying, "Father, what are you going to do?"

The Spirit King suddenly erupted, his entire body radiating murderous intent, and said, word by word, "Naturally, you will die."

"boom."

With a force that could penetrate a thousand pounds, Ling Kongkong, though only at the Integration stage, had a father who was an unparalleled emperor.

He was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting blood, his body convulsing, and asking incredulously, "Why? Even tigers don't eat their cubs, I'm your son."

The Spirit King shook his head and said, "If you don't die, our entire Spirit Clan will be buried with you. I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. There's nothing I can do. Don't be my son in your next life."

The Spirit King once again attacked Ling Kongkong.

next moment.

Ling Kongkong is dead.

The whole process was completed in the blink of an eye.

Chu Qianqian and Chu Yueru, who were standing to the side, were completely stunned.

The father kills the son.

Crisp and neat, without any sloppiness.

Only the father himself could kill his own son.

The two women looked around and immediately saw Chu Feng. They smiled and said with concern, "You two are good, but you still need to work harder. Next time, the two of you working together can defeat a Nascent Soul cultivator."

"it is good."

"not good."

Chu Qianqian said yes, but Chu Yueru said no.

Chu Yueru said with a look of disappointment, "We've all reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. By then, we'll be at the Integration stage, and if we're going to fight, it will be at the Integration stage, where we can achieve a great victory over a Mahayana Celestial."

Chu Qianqian said irritably, "You win this time. I'm not going to argue with you."

"Humph."

With that, he ignored Chu Yueru and turned to leave.

This time, we actually lost in terms of mindset.

The two had been fighting for a lifetime, no, two lifetimes, and neither had ever been inferior to the other. Yet, he had lost. He simply couldn't swallow this insult.

Just wait for me.

A powerful resentment erupted from Chu Qianqian's heart.

Completely ignoring Chu Yueru, what a typical fake best friend!

Chu Feng shook his head.

These two sisters.

However, what should be done with the Spirit Clan? This is a matter of luck value. I was going to wipe them out before, but now that I'm keeping them in check, it's fine. But the hatred of killing my son is irreconcilable.

What will happen to my children after I'm gone?

Wouldn't they face retaliation from the Spirit Clan? In an instant, the killing intent in his heart erupted.

Just as King Ling walked up to Chu Feng, he said, "Are you satisfied now?"

Chu Feng shook his head and said, "Not satisfied."

"So don't blame me for being impolite."

talking.

A celestial sword appeared in his hand, and he swung it towards the Spirit King.

Although both were supreme emperors, Chu Feng's cultivation level was so high that he didn't even give the Spirit King time to react before his body was instantly pierced through.

"You." The Spirit King stared intently at Chu Feng, his face filled with anger and resentment.

"I have already done as you instructed, and even killed my son. Why are you still going to attack me?"

Chu Feng shook his head and said, "Because you deserve to die. You even dared to kill your own son. What else wouldn't you dare to do? To me, you are like a poisonous snake. While I am here, you will naturally be obedient and submissive. But if I am gone, you will probably be the first to seek revenge."

"I'm leaving Tianyuan to ascend to immortality, so I can't leave myself any trouble behind."

"Don't worry, I will also send your spirit race to be buried with you."

"Do not."

King Ling naturally understood the meaning behind Chu Feng's words.

They're not even sparing their own Spirit Clan!

The key is Chu Feng's strength. He has clearly experienced it firsthand; he is like an ant in Chu Feng's hands.

Even emperors are ranked.

He was just an ordinary emperor.

One perfected Great Emperor is equivalent to three or five ordinary Great Emperors.

Above the Great Emperors are the Heavenly Emperors, one of whom is comparable to three or five Perfected Great Emperors, and can completely crush ordinary Great Emperors.