In the void, the two-zhang tall golden body of the White Mountain Elephant Venerable dimmed, quickly losing its breath, and fell toward the ground like a small mountain.
Wei Fan shook his arm, shaking off the demon blood on his hand.
In the next moment, he stepped forward and grabbed the golden body of the White Mountain Elephant Venerable, directly storing it into the Storage Gourd.
"The White Mountain Elephant Venerable is dead!"
Ji Qingyue felt a surge of shock. The Yunhua Sect had been battling the White Mountain Elephant Venerable for years, and she thought one day she would grow strong enough to kill him herself.
She never expected it would be Wei Fan who killed him.
The White Mountain Elephant Venerable was willing to invite the Cangshan Wolf Venerable to join forces against Yunhua Sect, but in the end, the White Mountain Elephant Venerable was eradicated.
If this beast didn't die, he would probably regret actively seeking his own demise, right?
