"No..."
Jii Haoran screamed in shock, his eyes fixated on the descending sword aura, unable to mount any form of resistance.
Poof!
The sword aura pierced through his body and embedded deeply in the ground.
Endless essence qi quickly dissipated. Jii Haoran opened his mouth as if to say something, but his body swayed and he collapsed, ultimately saying nothing before dying completely.
"Soul Energy +21152!"
"It seems, in the end, I was the victor!"
Bai Ziyue stepped out from the pit, his face slightly pale, with a deep sword wound on his chest, exposing bone, clearly visible.
Before he fully grasped the role of Divine Intent and underwent transformation, Jii Haoran's strike had broken his protective golden light, causing severe injury.
However, his stance remained tall and upright as he strode forward with steady steps, a demeanor of arrogance that suggested he looked down on the world.
