Cain's attack struck Huo Yuhao squarely in the chest.
Although the armor on Huo Yuhao's body barely blocked most of the damage at the cost of shattering, preventing him from being dismembered on the spot,
the Rakshasa Divine Power turned into the shadow of a demonic scythe and drove into Huo Yuhao's heart, crushing it to pieces.
"No—!"
Every woman present cried out in shock, their faces filled with disbelief.
Slaying a god with a mortal body!
This was the price!
Cain and Huo Yuhao's "corpse" fell at the same time.
As they descended, Cain's "corpse" was devoured by the Golden Dragon Spear and vanished without a trace.
Huo Yuhao's falling corpse was caught in time by Hua Yao.
When Hua Yao landed with Huo Yuhao's corpse, everyone else could no longer care about anything else. They all rushed to Huo Yuhao's side at once.
The women's gazes trembled. Only after mustering their courage did they dare examine Huo Yuhao's body.
There was a wound on Huo Yuhao's chest so deep that bone could be seen.
And through that wound, they could clearly see Huo Yuhao's shattered heart.
At that moment, the remaining vitality in Huo Yuhao's body was rapidly fading.
His eyes had completely lost their light.
The lingering Rakshasa Divine Power was still grinding away Huo Yuhao's last thread of life.
Boom—!
Disbelief, regret, grief, rage, resentment... all kinds of emotions mixed together, shrouding everyone's hearts before erupting completely.
The Divine Might on Hua Yao and Tang Wutong erupted in full.
Across the entire camp, under these two auras, friend and foe alike were pressed to the ground.
Tang Wutong's eyes were bloodshot. Boundless killing intent surged in her heart, and she actually had the impulse to make the entire continent be buried with Huo Yuhao.
It hurt.