Poof!
The sound of blood splattering was particularly crisp.
Under the gaze of everyone, Lin Bai, bearing the sword intention of Ye Jianjun, decapitated Ye Jianjun with two flying swords.
"No!" An anguished roar sounded from the clouds above, echoing the fury of Ye Jianjun.
As one of the most powerful beings on the Barbaric Ancient Continent, his roar resounded for millions of miles, sending a chill through the bodies of all the warriors around Mu Mountain, causing them to shiver uncontrollably.
In his fury, Ye Jianjun shattered the clouds, revealing Ye Clan warriors on Cloud Sky, along with a grim-faced Ye Jianjun.
Lin Bai walked to Ye Jianjun's corpse and looked down at it with a slightly strange expression.
Although Ye Jianjun was killed by his own hand, Lin Bai felt that something was amiss.
Even after killing Ye Jianjun, Lin Bai did not feel a sense of vengeance fulfilled.
Something just didn't feel right.
