Qin De's eyes were bloodshot. Blood was trickling out of his seven orifices as well. "If… If I were strong enough, I would've killed… killed all of you! Who determined that only you can stand at the peak? I curse you! I curse you to die a horrible death!"
At this time, the Halcyon Divine Bird emotionlessly pierced through Qin De's chest, taking away his last breath. His mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out. At the same time, his widened eyes slowly lost focus and turned lifeless. Just a moment before his death, he thought he saw Death, dressed head-to-toe in black, and its eyes glowed red.
Thud!
Qin De lay limply on the ground. His head was tilted to the side. There was no more life left in him at this moment.
The crimson blood was a stark contrast against the snowy ground. The metallic stench of blood permeated the air, causing the others to feel disgusted.
