"They're all dead!" The Fog Temple disciple couldn't believe his eyes as he looked at the ancestor lying in a pool of blood and the bodies of the other Fog Temple disciples who were just chatting and laughing with him.
"You!" He stared in horror at Yang Xiaotian and the Destroying Heaven Demon.
Awakening from his shock, he frantically took out the Escape Holy Talisman, intending to crush it and flee.
However, before he could even start crushing it, he saw a spear flying straight at him, piercing through his heart and carrying him to be embedded into a distant mountain wall.
Old Lu coldly retrieved the spear back into his hand.
"The Spear of Death." The Destroying Heaven Demon said when he saw the spear in Old Lu's hand.
He had seen the Spear of Death in the past.
Old Lu, realizing the Destroying Heaven Demon recognized the spear, respectfully bowed, "I humbly reveal my inferior skills before the senior."
