Qing Wu's headless corpse fell from mid-air, hitting the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.
With Qing Wu dead, the crisis was resolved. Su Han and Zhang Xiaowan were temporarily safe.
"This... this..." Gazing at Qing Wu's headless corpse, Zhang Xiaowan's eyes widened, at a loss for words.
She had not expected Su Han to be so powerful—so powerful that he had single-handedly slain both Di Yuan and Qing Wu.
These two were renowned prodigies of the Demon Race, each with a resounding reputation. Encountering just one of them would typically force her to retreat, yet now they were both dead. Adding the earlier deaths of Kong Sha, Xuan Song, and Zi Qiong, it meant that almost all five of the Tian Lou Saint's major followers had died at Su Han's hands.
This... this was simply inconceivable!
