Li Yinglong has passed away!
Zhao Douan held the blood-stained flying dagger between his fingers, his expression indifferent and somewhat absent-minded:
The figure who a year ago I had to look up to and painstakingly plot against, can be dealt with in just one strike.
"Mr. Li!?"
The two rebel commanders couldn't stop it in time, they witnessed Li Yinglong being killed in an instant, feeling a chill rising in their hearts.
A single thought emerged in their minds:
"Worldly Realm?!"
Has Yama Zhao indeed stepped into the Worldly Martial Artist realm?
Xu Zhenguan did not watch the death of Li Yinglong, from the moment she stepped into the palace gates, her Divine Sense of the Heavenly Human Realm had swept over most of the Imperial Palace.
She continued walking towards the distant great hall without stopping, golden Qi Mechanism flowing from her palm like mist to her sword's edge, exuding a hazy halo of Sword Qi.
