News of Blood Cloud True Person's fall spread through the entire Eastern Region as though it had sprouted wings.
That day, Blood Cloud True Person's corpse hung from a tall pole before the Azure Profound Sect's Mountain Gate for all to behold.
His Blood Robe was in tatters, and three wounds deep enough to expose bone made a horrifying sight. Azure Profound True Person had cleaved open his left shoulder with a single sword strike, leaving stark white bone clearly visible;
Heavenly Sword True Lord had carved a long, bloody gash across his back, the flesh peeled outward and the blood already dried into black scabs; Void Elder's silver light had scorched both his legs black, leaving scarcely a patch of intact skin.
The expression he had worn before death was still frozen on his face.
His eyes were wide and round, his mouth gaping, his face filled with shock, fury, and unwillingness, as though even in death he could not believe he would perish in the insignificant Eastern Region.
Sunlight shone on his pale face, but the suffocating pressure he had once exuded was gone. The once-arrogant Late True God expert now resembled a dead fish hung on a wall to dry, left for everyone to gawk at and curse.
Disciples of the Eastern Region Allied Forces gathered around the tall pole, talking among themselves. Some pointed at the corpse and cursed, some laughed aloud, some wept in silence, and others spat at it. All these days, Blood Cloud True Person had weighed like a mountain on everyone's hearts, leaving them unable to breathe.
An army of thirty thousand from the Blood God Sect had surrounded the city, and fifty True Gods had taken turns attacking, leaving the Azure Profound Myriad Forms Formation on the verge of collapse. Many