His eyes were filled with extreme terror, and he couldn't believe this was real.
Li Yang slowly lowered his head, staring in disbelief at the bronze ancient sword protruding from his chest. The sword's blade glimmered faintly, with blood flowing down without staining it—a truly perfect sword.
Ye Chenfeng, standing in front of him, laughed and said, "I told you staying in the ancient tomb decreases one's intelligence, and you believed it?"
It turned out that it was Cheng Huanjie who had thrust the bronze ancient sword into Li Yang's body.
"So you... you guys were deceiving me?" Li Yang squeezed out a few words through his teeth.
"Pfft!"
Cheng Huanjie suddenly yanked out the bronze ancient sword and viciously said, "That's for calling me an old hag!"
With a thud, Li Yang's body collapsed, his eyes full of unwillingness.
