"Boom!"
A deafening sound came from the ring.
Astonishingly, a large hole appeared in Ye Wuming's chest.
Blood spread across the ground, and his eyes, unable to find peace, stared intently at the person he trusted the most.
Ye Wuming never imagined that he would ultimately die at the hands of Ye Tiande.
The person he once respected the most, his idol, his honored master,
turned out to be the cruelest person towards him in the world.
Even with a thousand regrets, Ye Wuming had no choice.
When his opened eyes were smoothed by Ye Tiande, everything came to an end.
This scene left everyone present frozen in shock.
It was unimaginable that Ye Tiande would strike and kill his beloved disciple!
And it was the monstrous talent who had received the sect's ancestral legacy.
Xia Liu fixed his gaze forward; he was not too surprised by Ye Tiande's actions.
However, he could not imagine what terrifying events would unfold next.
