As the massive head of the White Jade Divine Lion was severed, Zhao Yu also suffered severe backlash from his Bloodline Power, with all his meridians torn apart and numerous cracks appearing in his internal organs.
With a single blow, he suffered unimaginable trauma and completely lost his ability to fight.
This left him utterly in despair.
"Useless waste, die for me!" Zi Shan's expression was incomparably sinister, and his enormous figure instantly appeared before Zhao Yu, reaching out two fingers to pinch Zhao Yu's head.
Pfft!
The next moment, Zhao Yu's head was casually crushed, transforming him into a headless corpse.
"What? How is that possible? Zhao Yu was actually killed like this!"
"No! This must not be real, I must be dreaming."
The talented disciples of various Immortal Sects stood rigidly in place, as if struck by Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, unable to believe their eyes.
