Tang San had no time to dodge. He didn't even have time to react.
The Moon Eclipse Sword pierced through his chest, its tip emerging from his back. Blood dripped along the blade, blossoming into dark-red flowers on the ground.
Tang San lowered his head and stared at the purple-black sword that had pierced his chest. His pupils contracted sharply.
He wanted to say something, but only a muffled gurgle came from his throat.
Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, dripping one drop at a time into the dirt at his feet.
"Xiao San!" Xiao Wu's voice was torn with grief.
She rushed forward and caught Tang San as he fell.
His body went limp in her arms. Blood gushed from the wound in his chest, staining her pink dress dark red.
She pressed her hands against his wound, trying to stop the bleeding, but blood welled between her fingers, impossible to stem.
"Xiao San... Xiao San, don't die... wake up..."
Xiao Wu's sobs echoed across the wilderness, so heartrending they made everyone's heart ache.
Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, tears spilling from her eyes, her knuckles turning white.
Disbelief filled Zhu Zhuqing's catlike eyes, and her body trembled faintly.
Dai Mubai's hand was shaking, his tiger claws frozen in midair.
"Tang San!" Dai Mubai's voice trembled.
"Get the hell up!"
Ma Hongjun knelt on the ground, his shoulders shaking as he stared at Tang San in disbelief.
Tang Hao knelt inside the cage, watching Tang San lie in a pool of blood. His eyes turned bloodshot in an instant.
A blood-red light surged from within him, as if something had exploded inside his body.
He sprang to his feet, ignoring the agony of his severed meridians, and slammed his fist into one of the Destruction Cage's pillars.