Every mountain the blade touched was sliced in half, the cut smooth and clean.
These cracks were filled with terrifying Sword Qi and Sword Intent, which would not dissipate even after a thousand years.
"I... I'm dead?!"
Li Bei's eyes widened in disbelief.
The speed of the strike was so fast that even after it killed him, his consciousness still lingered within his body, not yet realizing his own death.
But shortly after, a surge of pain rushed through his body, intruding deep into his Sea of Consciousness, into his soul.
In no time, he felt his consciousness plunge into the abyss of darkness.
Finally, his spiritual breath disappeared instantaneously, and his body fell directly onto the ground, raising a cloud of dust. His spilled blood dyed the earth red.
"Fourth Brother!"
Upon seeing this, Li Dong and the others were horrified.
They could hardly believe their own eyes.
