A crimson streak flashed past, and Xuanji stood there blankly, a tiny bloody hole appearing between his brows.
"H-How is that possible?"
The moment Xuanji spoke, his body toppled straight backward. He had not even seen that arrow clearly. All he saw was a flash of crimson light, and then his sea of consciousness had already shattered.
Just as his body fell, Ye Lin arrived before him with a longbow in hand.
"He's dead already?"
Ye Lin looked at the longbow in his hand, disbelief flickering in his eyes. He had killed him with a single arrow?
Wasn't that a little too absurd?
With a wave of Ye Lin's hand, Xuanji's body slowly floated before him.
A streak of sword light flashed, and a blood-dripping Spatial Ring slowly floated before Ye Lin.
After Ye Lin invaded the Spatial Ring with his divine sense, he transferred all the treasures within into his own Spatial Ring. There, he also discovered the thing he had yearned for in his dreams—the One Breath Becomes Three Purities Fragment.
For something like the One Breath Becomes Three Purities Fragment, any cultivator practicing One Breath Becomes Three Purities would choose to carry it on their person.
After all, this was the root of their life.
Never mind whether they could find other fragments; protecting the fragment already in their possession was what mattered most.
After finishing everything, Ye Lin returned to the others with Xuanji's corpse. The battle on Li Xiaoyao's side had long since ended. Once the main body died, those clones would die along with it.
"The rest are yours."
As soon as Ye Lin spoke, a flash of blood-red light passed before them, and the four corpses vanished.
"What a bore."
Li Xiaoyao held the Wind Thunder Twin Hammers, disappointment flashing through his eyes.