In the pouring rain.
"Dead!"
Hong Minghu reached out to test He Jinyun's breathing, and his pupils suddenly trembled.
Immediately afterward, his expression turned extremely grave.
He Jinyun had died here; he could hardly absolve himself of blame.
"Who was it?"
"Who made a move against the Young Earl?"
"And who had the ability to kill He Jinyun, who possessed Heavenly Strength and had long since reached the peak of Martial Dao Rank 8, in the short span of two breaths?"
These three doubts instantly surfaced in Hong Minghu's mind.
At the peak of Martial Dao Rank 8, that level of strength—unless it was a top expert among Martial Dao Sixth Rank—only such a person could accomplish this.
The faces of those in Luoshui County who possessed Martial Dao Sixth Rank strength immediately flashed through Hong Minghu's mind, and then he slowly shook his head.
None of them were possible!!
After pondering for a while, the more Hong Minghu thought about it, the more his head ached.
"Forget it!" He was about to shake his head, then squatted down.
"Strange!!" After inspecting the injuries on He Jinyun's body, Hong Minghu felt that it was exceptionally strange.
Because he had never seen injuries like the ones on He Jinyun's body. It was as if ten thousand needles had pierced through him, the wounds terrifying beyond measure, yet he saw no traces of any murder weapon left behind here.
"This method... is inconceivable!" Hong Minghu frowned.
Just by looking at the unbearable injuries on He Jinyun's body, he knew that He Jinyun at that time had suffered no less pain than ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, ten thousand ants gnawing the bones.
At this moment, there was no good flesh left anywhere on He Jinyun's corpse. From head to toe, his