He is only half a foot away from assassinating the Eighth Sword Deity.
So close, yet so distant.
...
"No——"
From behind, Li You's mournful wail echoed.
In his last look at the world, Bei He was replaced by the sudden silver glow from Bazhun'an's fingertip, making him dizzy and spinning.
"Boom boom boom boom boom boom..."
The faint light of the 10 Sections of the Finger Sword pierced Bei He's heart from a distance, and the ultimate Shock Path of the 3000 Sword Styles repelled his attack.
Together with Bei He's higher void person, the blood-sacrifice body was mercilessly blasted away.
His fleeting speck of blood, his exploded body, fell back from the West City Gate in an instant, crashing through buildings and streets, smashing through the eastern city wall, cleaving the official road and woods outside the city, splitting Lake Tai, shattering Cheng Mountain, leaving Fourth Elder Bei He pulverized.
