The cry was heart-wrenching, full of despair and sorrow.

"Zheng Yong, what did you say? Your son died? When did it happen?"

The leader of the Lianxin Sect couldn't help but frown, and the pride on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by surprise and confusion.

He quickly calmed down. As the leader of a sect, he couldn't show too much emotion in front of his subordinates.

He quickly calculated in his mind that Zheng Yong's son was a well-known figure in the sect, and his death was no trivial matter.

This Zheng Yong was an elder with great reputation in the sect. Sect Master Lianxin had also heard a little about his son's affairs. He knew that he was a second-generation rich man who relied on his family background to bully the weak.

However, the leader of the Lianxin Sect has never bothered to care about these trivial matters. In his opinion, as a disciple of the Lianxin Sect, it is understandable that one has a certain background and is a little arrogant.

But now, Zheng Yong's son is dead, and the situation is different.

Zheng Yong holds a high position in the Lianxin Sect, and his son is considered one of the sect's faces. When his son died, wasn't it obvious that someone was challenging the Lianxin Sect?

The weight of ordinary disciples and disciples with backgrounds like this is very different.

If an ordinary disciple died, perhaps he could turn a blind eye, but Zheng Yong’s son died, and as the sect leader, he could not just sit back and watch.

"Master, my son is kindhearted by nature. He knows nothing about the twists and turns of the cultivation world and is the easiest to be plotted against! He must have been murdered by a traitor and ended up like this! Please help him!"

Zheng Yong cried with tears flying, his face full of sorrow and pleading. His shoulders were shaking violently, and his hands tightly grasped the corner of the clothes of the Master of Lianxin, as if he had grasped the last straw to save his life.

"Okay, this concerns the reputation of our Lianxin Sect. I will definitely help you find the real culprit!"

The leader of the Lianxin Sect gritted his teeth and agreed immediately.

His eyes revealed firmness and determination. As the sect leader, he must uphold the dignity and reputation of the sect.

Then, he waved his hand, tore through the void with Zheng Yong, and stepped in. In the blink of an eye, the two of them arrived below another floating fairy island.

Here, there is a referee who is in charge of looking after this island. This referee is a fat, plump man with a shrewd look on his face.

He is very powerful and is an elder from Lianshen Villa.

When the referee saw the Master of Lianxin Sect coming, he immediately smiled and greeted him warmly: "Master of Lianxin Sect, what brings you here today?"

The smile seemed friendly, but it was actually full of vigilance.

He secretly guessed in his heart that the sudden visit of the Master of the Lianxin Sect must be no good, and perhaps some trouble had come to him again.

Behind the leader of the Lianxin Sect, a number of leaders of other sects also filed out from the cracks in the void.

They all have a strong aura and radiate an awe-inspiring aura. In the Xu Kun cultivation world, each of them is someone who can change the situation with just a stomp of their feet.

Upon seeing this, the referee's originally relaxed expression instantly tensed up, his eyes filled with vigilance and curiosity.

He secretly wondered what kind of earth-shattering event had happened to attract so many high-ranking and rarely seen big shots to gather here?

The head of the Lianxin Sect looked solemn. He took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "Referee, help me check Zheng Tian's condition. I want to know who killed him!"

The tone was unquestionable, with a hint of anxiety and anger.

When the referee heard that the other party was here to investigate the murderer, a trace of disapproval flashed across his face. He waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "In this kind of competition, it is normal to have casualties. Too many people have died, and people are still dying now!"

In his opinion, this Xu Kun genius battle is an extremely cruel competition where the strong are respected. The moment the contestants step onto the field, they should be prepared for life and death.

The death toll is increasing day by day, and lives are lost on that floating fairy island every day. What's so surprising about it?

Those who were defeated, seriously injured and eliminated were already lucky, because at least they still had their lives.

As for those who unfortunately died, they can only blame it on their own lack of strength. After all, the rules of the Xu Kun Genius Battle are clearly written in black and white: life and death are your own responsibility!

The contestants nodded in agreement at the beginning, so who can they blame now?

"No, I want to see it now! This matter is very important to me, please make sure the referee takes it seriously!"

The brows of the leader of the Lianxin Sect were twisted into a knot, and his eyes revealed a stubborn determination to not give up until the goal was achieved.

He simply ignored the implicit rejection in the referee's words, as if those words had never reached his ears.

In his heart, Zheng Tian’s death not only concerned the life of a disciple, but also involved the face and dignity of the Lianxin Sect. He could not tolerate someone from his sect dying in such an unclear manner.

Seeing how persistent the Master of the Refining Heart Sect was, the referee secretly groaned. He knew in his heart that he couldn't easily offend the Master of the Refining Heart Sect just because he was afraid of trouble.

What's more, behind him are a group of leaders of various sects who are also not to be trifled with. If he is not careful, he might offend everyone.

It's just a piece of cake, there's no need to cause yourself trouble for such a small thing.

In desperation, the referee could only bite the bullet and skillfully operate the water mirror.

His fingers slid quickly across the mirror, and streams of immortal power were injected into it. Light and shadows flickered on the mirror, and countless images flashed by quickly like a kaleidoscope.

Soon, he found Zheng Tian and successfully retrieved the footage before Zheng Tian's death.

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to the scene, where a graceful Kunlun girl with fairy light all around her was standing in the picture.

She had a beautiful face and cold eyes, like a fairy who was not affected by worldly affairs. However, the next second, she only gently extended a finger, and the movement seemed gentle and casual, but it contained endless power.

At this moment, Zheng Tian and several of his followers seemed to be grasped by an invisible big hand. At the same time, their bodies shook, and then they fell straight down and died!

There was dead silence at the scene. Everyone was stunned by the sudden scene and could hardly believe what they had just seen!

Zheng Yong found it even more unbelievable.

Because, only he himself knew that the strength of the followers he arranged to be around Zheng Tian had been forcibly increased to the fifth level of Immortal King.

In terms of combat power, he is indeed not as good as those top powerhouses at the same level.

But after all, they are genuine fifth-level Immortal Kings. They are not so easy to be defeated or even killed!

What level of strength did that girl have? She could kill Zheng Tian and several fifth-level Immortal Kings with just one finger?

Could it be that her strength is already the best among all the geniuses in the entire Xukun world? !