As Nero was done speaking, he moved closer to Damon and yanked off the giant sword. Blood sprayed into the air like a fountain, and some splattered on Nero's face. Damon's intestines spilled forth from his abdomen, mixing with dirt and dust. Damon instantly died. Nero wiped the blood on his face and held up this giant sword over his shoulder, and with an ice-cold expression, he focused his gaze on the others.
Everywhere suddenly quieted down; no one knew if the battle had ended, and if it did, they wondered just who won. Galen and Evane had complicated expressions as they looked on, even with them having the highest cultivation here, they still weren't able to tell the outcome of the battle. However, they didn't need to wonder any longer as two green lights glistened in the distance.
Everyone stared in horror as a figure emerged with these two green lights. No one needed to be told just who's eyes they were…
