Looks Like He Was Done For

Jiang Xuan had truly done everything he could to save himself.

The bizarre black mist could not be contained by the Eight Trigrams Furnace or scattered by the Banana Sun Fan. When he tried to evade it, it clung to him like it had eyes, like maggots on bone, tightly enveloping and devouring his entire body.

"Xuan!"

"Jiang Xuan!"

"Young Master!"

Three voices filled with concern rang out at once, but Jiang Xuan could no longer respond.

After the bizarre black mist enveloped his body, it seeped into him through every opening, and its terrifying power erupted.

He could feel it rapidly wearing away at the life force within him. His entire body instantly went limp and weak, his face turned pale, and he collapsed where he stood.

At the sight, Qian Renxue was heartbroken. She hurriedly descended and moved in to inspect him.

Chen Xin stood frozen in place, her eyes full of disbelief:

No, that couldn't be!

How could Xuan die so easily?

His Martial Soul was so tough. His life had to be even tougher!

Don't die. You absolutely must not die!

If Xuan died, how was she supposed to explain it to Rongrong when she returned to the sect?

Bibi Dong spat out another large mouthful of blood. After all, the injuries Chen Xin had inflicted on her were no light matter.

Yet there was not the slightest trace of pain on her face. Instead, it was filled with a satisfied smile:

"After being struck by my Death Arbitration, just wait to collect his corpse!"

Bibi Dong's unrestrained laughter snapped Chen Xin out of her daze.

That was right. This was not the time for her to grieve.

The murderer who had harmed Jiang Xuan was still alive. How could she stop now?

In an instant,