Tong Haoyang's corpse fiercely fell to the ground, creating a deep pit on the snow-white ground. Following that, blood started to flow out of the pit continuously.
Everyone was silent. It was as if no one had expected such an ending.
They were clearly evenly matched just now. However, in the blink of an eye, Tong Haoyang no longer had the strength to fight back.
Looking at Tong Haoyang, lying in a pool of blood, Qin Yu fell into silence and did not speak for a long time.
After a moment, he sighed and said in a low voice, "Sigh! It seems it's not that easy to control the primordial spirit."
The people around were speechless. They didn't expect what Qin Yu had in mind to have nothing to do with Tong Haoyang at all.
Such a heaven's favorite did not seem to attract Qin Yu's attention at all.
"Peak Master, when are we setting off?" Qin Yu looked at the peak master.
"The day after tomorrow," the peak master said with a bitter smile.
