"impossible!"

"How could my son Qin Yuan be killed by a mere boy from the lower realms?"

"No! I don't believe it!"

A middle-aged man, with an imposing presence, had a flushed face and was surrounded by powerful spiritual energy.

The man clenched his fists tightly, his eyes fixed on the woman on the throne directly in front of him.

"If I don't avenge this, I, Qin Haotian, swear I will not be a human being!"

With a "crack!" the stone slab beneath the man's feet broke into pieces.

This person was Qin Yuan's father, and also an elder of the Nine Heavens Mystic Palace.

The woman on the throne above rested her chin on her delicate hand, her eyes slightly open, emanating a sharp killing intent.

"A mere mortal from the lower realms managed to kill the chief disciple of my Nine Heavens Mystic Palace!"

"This is a thousand-year-old disgrace to my Nine Heavens Mystic Palace!"

"Go and exterminate his entire clan!"

With a single glance from the woman, the four elders bowed in unison: "Yes, Your Highness!"

"I'm going too!"

"I want to see who dares to kill my son!"

"When I find him, I will tear him to pieces!"

Qin Haotian only had one son, who was killed after just one trip to the mortal realm.

You can imagine how furious Qin Haotian was!

"Elder Haotian! Does a mere ant from the lower realm need your personal intervention?"

"You wait here. We'll go down, cripple that man's cultivation, and bring him back for you to deal with!" an elder said.

"Let them go!"

"In two days, it will be the inner sect trials for outer sect disciples. You still have other matters to attend to!" the woman said calmly.

Qin Haotian could only nod, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart.

Whoosh! The four elders transformed into beams of light and vanished in the center of the hall.