The Evil-Slaying Divine Thunder poured forth madly, channeling through the Chidori Sharp Spear into Qin Rui's body and wreaking havoc within him.
"You..."
Blood slowly dripped from Qin Rui's chest. At last, his pupils refocused, allowing him to see the scene before him clearly.
He had just endured three days and three nights of unceasing torment, yet in the real world, only an instant had passed. But within that instant, Vermilion Bird could do many things—such as drive the Chidori Sharp Spear into his body.
Qin Rui lowered his head to look at the golden spear piercing his chest and the Evil-Slaying Divine Thunder spreading throughout his body. Sharp bird cries echoed in his ears as everything gradually drifted away from him, until his world was completely swallowed by darkness.
Bang!
Qin Rui collapsed to the ground. A peerless genius of the Qin Clan had died just like that through the cooperation of Azure Dragon and Vermilion Bird, all because he had looked at Azure Dragon one time too many during the battle.
In the distance, the Purple Star Sword, which had been clashing with the Purple Rainbow Sword, let out a mournful cry. The lightning and starlight coiling around its blade rapidly dimmed. Wrapped in a strand of Bing Fire Yang Thunder, it flew straight toward Qin Lang.
Qin Ming's expression had changed drastically. In the blink of an eye, he was the only remaining Fusion Stage cultivator of the Qin Clan capable of fighting. Everyone else had lost their combat ability, while Qin Rui had been killed outright. He had never imagined the situation would turn out like this.
In his view, even if they could not win, escaping should not have been a problem. Yet in such a short span of time, the Qin Clan had suffered