Yi Shengfeng's process of ascending his life essence...
Came to an abrupt halt.
The resonance between heaven and earth was like the lingering note of a melody cut short by a snapped string, drifting away into nothingness.
It was somewhat regrettable.
As Wei Guangyao led his troops in a swift charge, he suddenly felt a chill.
He looked up—
The Min West Corridor had returned to winter tonight. Beneath moonlight and starlight, snow filled the sky.
Though Lunar New Year's Eve had only just passed.
This should have been the season when all things sprang to life.
The falling snow naturally melted away before it could approach the Soldier Sha, but his heart had already, inevitably, entered a frostbound sky.
He had not seen how Chu Min died.
When he arrived with the army he had long prepared, forming a military formation and merging it with the Soldier Sha, he saw only the corpses of exotic beasts, fragments of puppets, and Yi Shengfeng extinguishing in midair.
Only after searching the ground with his eyes for a while did he see Chu Min, forever unable to move again.
From receiving the signal flag to swiftly organizing the military formation, merging with the Soldier Sha, and rushing here, he had already moved as quickly as possible.
Yet the man who should have swiftly killed Jiang Wang had instead been swiftly killed by Jiang Wang...
The fallen was no nameless nobody, but Chu Min of Great Xia!
Yet he had died without a sound, without the slightest disturbance.
Yi Shengfeng of the Southern Dipper Hall had certainly made a magnificent spectacle. That terrifying killing intent was utterly unlike an eruption at the Outer Tower level, nearly shattering the limits of Wei Guangyao's imagination... but it only threw the might of Jiang Wang's sword