"What did you say? Who are you asking to express your condolences?"
The old butler wanted to say something else, but the Marquis of Zhenbei did not give him the chance. He clenched his palm, and the neck, head and upper body exploded into a bloody mist.
Only the lower half of his body kept twitching on the ground, foreshadowing the old butler's injustice.
"Ye Chen!!!!"
The Marquis of Zhenbei roared loudly, and the mighty power of the divine warrior who had reached the great perfection broke out completely at this moment.
Everyone in the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion was trembling and crawling on the ground, not even daring to breathe.
They all knew that the Marquis of Zhenbei was on the verge of going berserk and could no longer be given even the slightest stimulation.
I just received a notification from the royal court that none of the ten geniuses from the Chiyang Divine Kingdom who went to the Baihou battlefield survived.
Marquis Zhenbei poured almost all his efforts into his only son, but now he has passed away so suddenly, which is obviously unacceptable to him.
"I will definitely kill you!"
"I will definitely eat you alive!!"
Shrill roars filled with rage echoed in the sky above the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion.
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At the same time, Ye Chen took advantage of the gap in the space tunnel to look at the large number of divine corpses in that space, and became thoughtful.
Since he came to the upper realm, he has accumulated quite a few divine corpses, especially in this Hundred Marquis battlefield, where there are dozens of divine corpses at the great perfection level of the Gathering Spirit Realm.
If all these divine corpses were sent to the Heavenly Palace, what would the situation be like? What amazing changes would occur in the Heavenly Palace?
Thinking of this, Ye Chen murmured: "It seems that it is time to return to the lower realm..."
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