Jisheng Hall's station.
Above the high building, ever since those few guards limped out, no one dared to enter and disturb Di Chen.
At this time, saying anything would be more wrong.
Everyone clearly understood that the best thing now was to say nothing and wait for the Hall Master to gradually calm down.
Di Chen sent away the letter, then smashed the table with a palm strike.
In a fit of anger, he took out several jars of fine wine from the Storage Ring.
One jar in one breath!
While drinking happily, he spoke up.
"Immortal Sect, just wait for the Domain Master's punishment."
"The Domain Master gave you face, and you really think you're something? If it weren't for the Vortex Map, you... you all would be dead."
"But now death is not far for you. Killing my Jisheng Hall people, then killing four cherished disciples of the Domain Master, and threatening me in front of all the Red Domain factions, not even putting my Domain Lord's Mansion in your eyes... your days are numbered."
After speaking, he lifted another jar of wine.
Drained it in one gulp!
Di Chen had never been so humiliated.
And in front of so many powerful factions of the Red Domain.
If this vendetta is not avenged, I swear to not be human!
"Yun Liao...and all of those who have allied with Jinzhi Tower, and those factions, and the people of Immortal Sect..."
"You all must die!"
As he spoke, a merciless killing intent emanated from Di Chen's eyes.
Like a poisonous snake in the dark night.
At this moment, there was suddenly a knock on the door.
Knock knock—
"Get lost!"
Di Chen cursed angrily.
But the person outside seemed not to have any intention of leaving, speaking again: "Hall Master, it's Donghun."
Donghun.
The leader among the War Gods of Jisheng Hall.
Also Di Chen's trusted confidant.
At this moment, only he dared enter the building, dared seek Di Chen when he was in such a rage.
Di Chen's tone inside did relax a bit, though still filled with killing intent.
"Donghun! Just in time, go bring me the heads of Immortal Sect's disciples and Yun Liao of Immortal Sect!"
Donghun smiled helplessly, "Hall Master, you're drunk."
Go kill those of Immortal Sect?
Even though he is the leader of the War Gods, he doesn't have such nerve.
"Go quickly!" Di Chen spoke again.
Donghun helplessly had to respond, "I'll go, yet Hall Master, please drink less,"
After speaking, Donghun left.
Of course, he didn't go to find the people of Immortal Sect.
First, because they can't be killed.
Second, because he can't afford to provoke them.
Six War Gods have already died at the hands of the Immortal Sect.
He didn't want to be the seventh.
Leaving the building, he departed directly.
Then, again a knock on the door sounded.
Knock—
Only one sound!
Di Chen immediately shouted angrily: "Who is it this time?"
"I—"
The visitor only said one word, then pushed the door open.
Squeak—