Warm organs, a beating heart, and vividly crimson blood streamed onto the ground, searing themselves into Zhang Yuanqing's eyes and mind.
He had known this trip into the underground palace would be extremely dangerous. He had known that any of them could die at any moment.
But watching Zhao Chenghuang die before his eyes was still hard for him to accept. Emotions churned within him—rage, shock, fear, and guilt.
Even though he had repeatedly stressed the dangers before the operation, even though they were all seasoned Spirit Realm Walkers accustomed to death, Zhao Chenghuang's death still had a great deal to do with him.
Because he had chosen these teammates. He was the one who had led Zhao Chenghuang down this path to death.
The same scene entered the eyes of Sun Miaomiao, All Under Heaven Returns to Fire, and Xiahou Aotian as they came back to their senses. A profound chill rose in everyone's hearts.
Level 6?!
With a single sword strike, it had instantly killed Zhao Chenghuang. Without question, this giant terracotta warrior possessed combat power at the peak of the saint stage.
But it probably had not reached the Sovereign stage. Otherwise, Zhao Chenghuang would not have been the only one dead—everyone would have died.
"Fuck!"
Zhang Yuanqing roared. As though provoked beyond reason, he sprang into the air, swinging the Drum-Beating Purple-Gold Hammer at the giant terracotta warrior's head.
He was incredibly fast, like a grasshopper launching itself with its powerful hind legs.
His afterimage flashed, and he was already before the giant terracotta warrior. The Drum-Beating Purple-Gold Hammer came crashing down with all his strength.
The giant terracotta warrior tilted its head slightly.
Bang, crack.
The Drum-Beating Purple-Gold Hammer struck its right shoulder, leaving behind a web of fine cracks.
The attacked giant terracotta warrior