At this moment, the blood flowing from Li Jifeng's various wounds did not spill onto the ground, nor did it turn into liquid; instead, it transformed into streams of red mist and disappeared into the air.
Suddenly, Li Jifeng cracked a sinister smile and said, "Indeed, worthy of Shen Zhou. Although I don't know exactly who you are, no matter what, I am the Sect Leader of the Jifeng Sect, not some run-of-the-mill assassin scum."
"Your attempts to kill me are still quite impossible."
As soon as his words fell, his body shattered into countless fragments and collapsed with a thunderous sound.
Soon, it turned into a pile of dust, scattering without any wind.
Doudou was shocked when she saw this scene.
She hurried to Shen Zhou's side, took his hand, and asked in bewilderment, "Daddy, why did this person die in such a strange way? I heard you say he wasn't really Li Jifeng?"
"Could it be... could it be that he was transformed by some demon or ghost?"
