Yuan Mei is dead.
The Immortal's Demise of the Quasi-Emperor Realm has once again stirred up a storm in the Immortal Domain.
Xu Lai calmly watched the other person's body burn away slowly.
With the death of its master, the silver sword, a life-bound magic artifact, shattered inch by inch, leaving only the sword hilt, with less than a fraction of its former power.
Sikong Jiu's expression was solemn, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, fearing that any more changes might occur in this place.
After waiting for a long time, silence reigned, and contrary to expectations, no backup plans from the enemy Yuan Ying surfaced.
Sikong Jiu doubtfully asked, "What does Yuan Ying mean by this, sending a Quasi-Emperor... to die?"
"Ah, so he knew nothing." Xu Lai spoke softly.
The inquiry from the dying Quasi-Emperor of the Tian Gui Tribe had, in fact, answered the unasked question Xu Lai harbored.
For instance.
