"Who... who was it? Who killed my sister? Who killed Han Bingruo?"
"I'll kill him. I'm going to kill him."
Yun Xuan, once graceful and refined, now looked utterly disheveled, his body drenched in blood. A faint, barely perceptible savage aura flickered in his eyes.
The aura around him was incomparably chaotic, streams of wildly disordered energy intertwining with one another, cutting his combat strength in half.
Even the Sword Qi around him let out mournful cries.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Your little sister was killed, yet you're standing here like a fool, blocking our Four Seas Sea Clan?"
"Yun Xuan, you can protect those pieces of trash, but you couldn't protect your own sister. What an irony."
"Go in and take a look. Perhaps your sister was ganged up on by that bunch. Ah, seeing how pitiful you are, I'll spare you this once."
Before Yun Xuan stood a man clad in golden armor. Though handsome, his face carried supreme majesty as he looked at Yun Xuan with an expression of pity.
"Four Seas Dragon Clan, you despicable things. I'll come back and kill you next time."
Yun Xuan cast a deep look at the overwhelming mass of sea clan creatures ahead of him, then turned and left without hesitation.
Since childhood, he and Han Bingruo had each swallowed a Life-and-Death Parasite. His master had forcibly planted it in him.
Now that Han Bingruo was dead, his body had suffered an unprecedented blow. Less than one-tenth of his strength remained.
Even his foundation had suffered devastating damage.
Watching Yun Xuan leave, the others' expressions remained unchanged, but inwardly, they were already blooming with joy.
Yun Xuan was the foremost swordsman of the Crimson Wasteland. Even the swordsmanship prodigies of the other Eight Desolations could not compare with him or contend