In the blood-red desert, amid howling winds, everyone only saw Prince Nangong struck through by a Sword Light from Xiao Ye, his body pierced, blood spurting wildly.
Standing proudly in the void, Prince Nangong, clad in now blood-soaked white clothes, stared fixedly at Xiao Ye with a face full of shock, as though even he did not anticipate that despite his immense power, he still fell short against Xiao Ye.
Eventually, Prince Nangong's body fell powerlessly, his soul gradually dissipating, losing the breath of life.
Prince Nangong was finally dead!
Xiao Ye sighed in relief, retracting his power, and descended, looking intently at the corpse of Prince Nangong.
This was a formidable opponent, before entering Central State, he was the only one capable of rivaling Xiao Ye, only his character was too insidious, fond of using schemes.
Yet even so, he had to acknowledge the opponent's strength.
