"I... I..."
At this moment, Hou Weiliang finally managed to steady himself. Just as he calmed his chaotic Meridian Qi, he felt a chill at his back, followed by a sharp pain in his chest, and then saw a dark light emerge from his front chest.
What Mo Han understood, Hou Weiliang naturally knew as well, so besides a hint of confusion in his eyes, there was also intense fear—this was the result he least wanted to face.
But the severe pain from his chest forced Hou Weiliang to confront the worst outcome. With each heartbeat, his gaze fell on the crimson blood surging from the wound in his chest.
Feeling the rapid fading of his life force, Hou Weiliang still found it hard to believe. He was a formidable Hua Xuan Realm Late Stage cultivator and the Guardian sent by Emperor Palace Headquarters. How did he die so inexplicably?
