“Ah!” A pitiful scream echoed across the realms and reached the high azure.

Blood dripped down the withered tree, leaving behind curving lines like red serpents.

Li Qiye raised the tree up in the air, revealing the skewed body of the monarch at the tip. More blood was still dripping down.

His eyes were wide open due to this sudden and ironic death - being killed by his sect’s treasure tree. 

The crowd became slack-jawed and horrified, especially when they stared at the monarch’s corpse.

Li Qiye moved at lightning pace, uprooting the tree and skewering...