His arm was severed.
Yin Xiu's ferocious face immediately turned deathly pale. Then, he clutched his wound and explosively retreated. In his flight, he didn't even bother to signal.
As Yin Xiu fled, Su Wan'er and Kou Cang, their faces pitted from corrosion, also showed drastic changes in expression. Without hesitation, the two followed closely behind Yin Xiu to retreat.
Seeing this, Shen Changqing threw the knife handle he was holding. A bit of the blade was still attached, not completely corroded.
The long knife was thrown, swift as thunder.
Kou Cang only heard a gust of wind from behind. Before he could turn his head, he felt a sharp pain in his back, followed quickly by a chill in his chest.
He looked down. A hole had appeared in his chest, though he didn't know how. A great deal of blood gushed from the wound like a breached dam.
Soon after, his body fell to the ground. But the strong life force of a late-stage Grandmaster prevented him from dying immediately.
