Silence!
At this moment, time seemed to stop.
Everyone present saw it clearly.
Hua Yuntian, who charged with a fierce momentum, suddenly staggered as if struck by lightning, and stopped in place like a framed picture.
In his eyes, an endless complexity of emotions appeared — despair, shock, regret, but more than anything else, disbelief.
Until his eyes completely lost their light, and his hands clutched his throat, unable to stop the gushing blood.
In the end.
Unable to support his body any longer, he fell to the ground like a felled tree, lifeless and silent.
No one expected this scene to occur.
Everyone's eyes were on Hua Yuntian.
The prestigious Hua Yuntian, a powerhouse of the Profound Core Ninth Heaven, just died like that?
Killed by a young man who hadn't even reached the Profound Pill Realm?
Hiss!
Suddenly.
A series of gasps resounded from all directions.
"That silhouette!"
They also noticed the towering figure behind Ye Qingchen.
"Sword intent!"
