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Ximen Rongcheng propped himself up with his blade planted in the ground, half-kneeling on one knee. His green robe had long since been soaked through with blood, like red plum blossoms blooming in winter, a shocking sight.
Three vicious bear-claw marks raked across his chest, his flesh mangled, showing just how brutal the battle had been moments ago.
Beside him, Xi Men Rongchen slumped with his back against a big tree, his face pale and his breath faint. Zhong Bai was even worse, collapsed on the ground like a heap of mud, all trace of his former heroic bearing gone.
The three men's gasps rose and fell in the silent night, mingling with the caws of dusk crows in the distance, while a rank wind through the woods carried the lingering echoes of a bear's roar.
Not far away, Xiong Ba's corpse lay sprawled on the ground. The Black Iron Vambrace had long since shattered into powder, scattered everywhere.
His body was crisscrossed with blade wounds, several of them deep enough to show bone. Gurgling springs of black-red blood kept pouring out from beneath him, staining the ground a dark crimson.
And on his unseen back, there was in fact a sword wound that had pierced straight through his heart. It was this strike that had ended his berserk life.
Ximen Rongcheng's throat bobbed as he swallowed, the motion like a dull blade scraping over a whetstone, and said, "Many thanks for your assistance, Senior. This junior is endlessly grateful."
Lu Xueying lightly raised her fair hand, wisps of Profound Ice Sword Qi flowing around her fingertips, and said calmly, "Set your mind at ease and regulate your breath to heal first. I'm going to the Central Courtyard to observe the battle."
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