Jiang Ding left this place.
This battlefield no longer held anything worthy of his attachment. He headed straight toward Gu Lin True Lord, intending to offer her a sincere apology.
An Tuzi, Ji Liuyue, Heavenly Calculator Daoist, and others stood far in the distance, holding their breath, gazing at the dozens of Horned Demon Imperial Clan Princes.
Their bodies were stiff, their faces twisted, as though they were still brimming with life, yet their dilated pupils were devoid of vitality.
At a certain moment.
A shallow bloody trace appeared on the throat of Cangkong Imperial Child, its origin unknown.
This bloody trace expanded in the blink of an eye, spreading around the entire neck.
Then,
With a gurgling sound, the massive head of Cangkong Imperial Child fell from the sky, plummeting into the Dead Silent Star Sea.
This was the beginning.
