As soon as he heard the scream, Yu Nianzhen knew what he would see when he turned around.
However, he was still surprised, and his heart fell to the soles of his feet.
"No…" He said in a low voice and rushed forward.
"Fellow Daoist Wang." Jiang Yue called, and Yu Nianzhen grabbed the other's hand.
They both looked at Wang Xue'er and shock reverberated through their entire bodies.
Although they could see her unseeing eyes that were forever frozen in shock, they still couldn't accept the sudden outcome.
'What happened?" Jiang Yue wondered.
Everything was just turning for the better.
Why had she suddenly died?
From the corner of his eye, Yu Nianzhen saw a black-robed cultivator running away from the corpse.
"It's him." He said and stood up from his previous crouch.
His voice was filled with anger, and his body reflexively moved toward the black-robed cultivator.
"Let's go." Jiang Yue was also angry.
