"It's a pity, it's too late now. Even if you want to join us, it's too late."
Across from them, a member of the Demon Clan, who looked much like a human but with extremely large ears and a long nose, said coldly, "Join your Sky Clan? Could anyone have a good end by doing so?
Look at those Evil Clan members; they are almost gone now. I guess most of their experts have already died.
In the end, once your Sky Clan wins, it might be the time for the Evil Clan to face extinction."
"Is that so? But if you don't join..."
Before the Sky Clan cultivator could finish his sentence, his expression suddenly changed drastically. Beside him, a piercing aura suddenly emerged, a frightening energy far surpassing his own.
What...
Just as he tried to turn his head, he found that his head had separated from his body and flown away.
His head flew away!
He was killed?
He desperately tried to see what had happened, but with his body and head separated, his consciousness completely cut off.
