It's that golden meteor closely following the red meteor!
Everything happened too fast, the distance was too far, Deng Shu tried hard to open his eyes, completely unable to see what happened, what the golden meteor did. His uncle seemed stagnant in the sky, quietly waiting for the celestial blade light to flash again.
On the mountaintop, no, above the canyon, Yu Zhengchu's eyes widened, looking down, his trembling pupils watched his lower body, directly cut by a hand knife, fall freely into the canyon. Countless internal organs fell out from the incision, pulled by the fascia, bouncing up and down, his mind went blank, and then a flash of light appeared in his vision, Yu Zhengchu realized something and looked up again.
Too late.
The silver meteor vanished into the blade light, thoughts scattered.
Poof!
The sky was clean, the blood-colored clouds were swept away by a blade, leaving nothing behind, only that red meteor, fierce flames increasing, shooting straight up.
