Song He, the warrior at the later stage of the Noble Lord Realm, died. His head was still rolling around on the ground with eyes wide open, filled with shock and confusion. Till the last moment of his life, Song He still could not believe that he died in the hands of a young man of the Soul Pond Realm, a child of only 16 or 17 years old.
For Song He, Lu Li was like an infant. Warriors at the later stage of Noble Lord Realm had long lives so teenagers were basically babies for them. The attacks from a Soul Pond Realm warrior were regarded as only tickling by Song He.
Ming Yu could not believe what was going on, either. He had been focusing on the situation over here. Lu Li had a powerful Bloodline Skill—the handsome beast claw could tear apart Heaven Grade Xuan Artifact. Ming Yu knew this and he also knew that Lu Li could crush the body of any warrior of the Noble Lord Realm.
That being said—
