"You..." Feng Xue attempted to speak, but her voice was abruptly cut off before she could complete her words.
A sword had ruthlessly pierced her soul, causing her body to instantly collapse to the ground.
Liang's lips twisted into a cruel smile as he raised his hand, sending out a wave of translucent energy that enveloped Feng Xue's figure.
Within mere seconds, her body vanished into thin air, leaving no trace behind.
Liang turned and walked away, his footsteps echoing through the desolate void.
On the battlefield, the True Spirits and the treacherous devilish experts who had aligned themselves with the Divine Spirit Palace fiercely fought against the colossal devilish figure, Mo Huang.
Despite their combined efforts, they were utterly outmatched by Mo Huang's overpowering might. One by one, they fell, their bodies shattered, and their spirits dissipated.
