Immediately following was an overwhelming pressure, as a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky descended from above.

Their sights are set on King's Landing!

boom!

A violent explosion rang out, and the aftershocks of the eighth-realm warrior's self-destruction spread outwards from Junlin.

Many Tianhe Sect disciples who couldn't dodge in time were instantly turned into dust!

Seeing this, Luo Tianxing glared angrily and quickly suppressed the effects of Junlin's self-destruction.

The other elders of the seventh realm around him were also struggling to hold on.

The elders felt a pang of regret for getting involved in this mess.

This is a battle between eighth-realm martial artists; how could a bunch of seventh-realm nobodies like them get involved?

Fortunately, this person confessed, otherwise they would probably be in a bad situation today.

Just as several seventh-realm martial artists were feeling relieved, Jun Lin appeared unharmed at the epicenter of the explosion.

"Everyone, I'm back!"

Junlin opened his arms wide, as if welcoming his new life.

A look of shock flashed in Luo Tianxing's eyes.

Didn't this person just self-destruct? How come he's still standing right in front of me unharmed?

Secret techniques? Or supernatural powers!

But whichever it is, he will leave King's Landing here today!

He cannot let the grudges against his son and disciple go unavenged!

"Take these disciples away, I'll deal with him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Tianxing did not hesitate for a moment and struck Jun Lin with his palm again.

Every strike he made was with all his might, and every strike was filled with resentment towards Luo Jie.

Seeing this, Junlin shrugged helplessly. "I admit, I accidentally killed your son and disciple, but you don't need to resent me so much, do you?"