He watched Blood Demon's body melt away completely, dissolving into the air inch by inch.
Zhen Hua's expression began to grow complicated. He stared blankly at Blood Demon's remains, a rare silence in his eyes.
He had never had any dealings with Blood Demon, one of the Four Heavenly Kings.
Yet now that he had witnessed the man's death with his own eyes, he could not look away for a long time.
"Was he really dead?
"This was one of the Four Heavenly Kings. Even when Yun Ming faced him back then, Yun Ming couldn't truly kill him. He still escaped with his life."
"Could he really have died at our hands?" A complicated note crept into Zhen Hua's voice. He did not know how to describe what he felt.
It was an exceedingly strange feeling, one that even he could not understand.
As Li Moxun listened to him, however, his expression did not change at all.
He silently watched the enormous grid. Within it, a terrifying spiritual presence was fleeing wildly.
But as Blood Demon's power touched those white cubes, as the White King's domain activated,
every burst of power he unleashed collided with the White King's power, then was devoured by it.
After being devoured several times, Blood Demon's remnant soul dissipated completely, without even a chance to resist.
Li Moxun did not really feel anything about Blood Demon's death.
Only after confirming that Blood Demon was dead did he silently take a photograph.
Then he sent the photograph directly to Wu Zhangkong through his Spirit Guidance Communicator.
It showed Blood Demon's remaining corpse, and the face Wu Zhangkong knew better than any other in his life.
In truth, if he had not encountered Blood Demon here, Li Moxun would not have sought him out.
Perhaps elsewhere, he