"Ah!" An elder's anguished scream resonated between heaven and earth.
That once majestic and powerfully-built figure was, just moments ago, cloven in two by the pursuing Silver Sickle, the valiant body split asunder, and fresh crimson blood sprinkled down from the sky.
After slaying Wang Zhuo, the Silver Sickle, its sharp blade gleaming with a cold glint, passed through Wang Zhuo's bisected corpse and hurtled towards the skies above the hundred arenas of the Tianlan Imperial City.
Carrying the two halves of the corpse, the Silver Sickle returned to the patch of sky where Shi Feng had been, and once again, a chorus of gasps rang out from all around!
Today, there were simply too many shocking events! So much so that countless hearts struggled to comprehend!
Marquis Zi Xiao was dead, Tiankun Sect Xuanwu Hall's Vice Hall Master Bing Ao was dead, and now, even Dragon Tiger Sect Master Wang Zhuo had perished!
