The Death Sentence Is Hereby Pronounced
The gray-haired Old Man's soul self-destructed, taking several thousand enemies with him in the final moments of his life.
In other words, even though Jun Changxiao had brought his disciples to the battlefield, he still had not changed the other party's fate of sacrificing himself for righteousness.
"Senior."
"May you have a safe journey."
Jun Changxiao gripped the Dragon Tongue Bow and murmured.
Given the circumstances just now, the gray-haired Old Man could have abandoned the burning of his soul after Jun Changxiao shot down the enemies charging toward him, yet he had still chosen to do so.
Why?
Because his injuries were too severe, because he could no longer hold on.
Death awaited him either way, so he might as well self-destruct and drag more enemies down to the grave with him.
Even at the risk of having his soul scattered to the winds, he had chosen to perish alongside his enemies. That spirit deeply moved Jun Changxiao.
Therefore.
Everyone who had come to invade today had to die!
"Hm?"
The Demon Emperor's subordinates, who were assaulting Qingyin Realm's defensive line, turned their heads one after another and stared at Jun Changxiao with sinister, venomous eyes.
"Eternal Sect?"
Inside the Main Battleship, the captain interlocked his fingers and looked at the group appearing on the Starry Sky Map. He smiled coldly. "Lord Demon Emperor once ordered that after Qingyin Realm was destroyed, every fleet was to gather in the Dutian Realm and eradicate this sect at all costs. I never expected to encounter them here."
"Whoosh!"
Jun Changxiao returned the Dragon Tongue Bow to Ye Xingchen and took the Uncollectible Blade, which was practically about to grow fur, from his Spatial Ring.
Counting the time, this Shouyuan weapon's last appearance dated back to