This sudden change shocked everyone present, including several Star Constellations who were secretly watching this place.
The sword was still rampaging wildly, the little figure on the sword drinking from the gourd as if the liquor inside would never run out, casually unleashing swathes of Sword Qi and causing turmoil all around.
Song He, who had been silent all this time, finally could not sit still any longer.
He stretched out his hand and threw a bundle of chains made of starlight, pulling the plummeting Yi Chen towards him, intending to administer treatment.
However, the Sword Cultivator within the starlight chains was already lifeless.
The spirit Qi circulation in Yi Chen's body had completely ceased, and even his soul and spirit could no longer be felt, his body beginning to lose its warmth.
"..."
The complexion of Song He suddenly turned rather unpleasant.
