Black Shadow let out an earsplitting roar in satisfaction, the sound brimming with bloodthirsty pleasure, as if it were flaunting its prey.
Immediately after, its figure flashed and it rapidly retreated, dodging a burning log that fell from the side. Someone had thrown that log over, and it carried raging flames. If it had been struck, even Black Shadow would have been burned.
By the time the burning log fell to the ground with a sizzling sound and sparks flying everywhere, Black Shadow had already vanished into the boundless darkness again, as if it had never appeared at all. All that remained was Ouyang Lei's headless body, slowly collapsing limply to the ground as blood seeped continuously from the wound, gathering on the floor into a dark red pool of blood that gave off a pungent, bloody stench.
"Blech!" Several Martial Artists with weaker mental fortitude could no longer hold back at the sight of this horrific scene. They bent over and vomited on the spot, their faces as pale as paper, their whole bodies trembling nonstop, not even daring to look that way again.
That headless body was truly too frightening. Its mangled, bloody state made chills run through everyone's hearts.
The other Martial Artists were also all fearful, their eyes filled with terror and unease as they subconsciously backed away, distancing themselves from that pool of blood. They looked at Ouyang Hua's corpse, their hearts filled with lingering fear.
Just now, Ouyang Hua had still been standing here with them, but in the blink of an eye, he had been ambushed and killed by Black Shadow, dying in such a miserable way. That fear from the depths of their hearts instantly enveloped all the Martial Artists whose strength was not high. They even began to feel fortunate that