"Lord Mosquito... is dead?"
Huo Lang stared blankly at the two halves of the giant mosquito corpse on the ground, his eyes wide with disbelief.
Beside him, Big Y gripped Huo Lang's arm so tightly that his nails dug into the flesh, leaving deep red marks.
Neither of them felt a thing.
"Isn't Lord Mosquito supposed to be incredibly strong?"
"How was he killed in a single strike?"
"That's impossible..."
Huo Lang and Big Y racked their brains but couldn't make any sense of it.
Just a moment ago, Lord Mosquito had been overwhelming Jiang Xinglan. How could he suddenly be gone?
The nearby Loose Cultivators overheard their conversation and sighed, their faces filled with disappointment and helplessness.
"Lord Mosquito had some unorthodox methods, but in the end, his strength was only at the Void Refining Realm First Layer. His foundation was clear to see."
