A First-Generation Grandmaster.
Had fallen, just like that.
Every seasoned veteran knew that, among the five elements and five virtues, Grandmasters walking the path of Wood Virtue-whether they favored slaughter, healing, or restraint-possessed stronger recovery and resistances in every respect than Grandmasters of other paths at the same level.
Put plainly, they had more health.
But now, above Yi Shouming, the Pill Pavilion elder of the Lin Mingxin Sect, the [Essence Flower] had withered, and the Jade Dew had dried up.
He could not have been more thoroughly dead.
A Grandmaster's spirit rested in the void, and their flesh was beyond human, capable of regrowing severed limbs. Thus, the outward manifestation of the [Essence Flower] represented a Grandmaster's condition.
Generally speaking.
Even Grandmasters of the same level might battle fiercely for most of a day without managing to wither and shatter the [Essence Flower].
Yet, since the two sides had begun fighting.
Hardly any time had passed.
"A Grandmaster from a Martial Dao Holy Land... was actually beaten to death by Daoist Master Jiang!"
"Even fighting three against one, Daoist Master Jiang killed one of them without lifting a finger..."
"How terrifying!"
To everyone from the Mountain Cloud School, the white-robed youth holding a Grandmaster's remains aloft stood across their path like a god or demon.
"Cough... cough, cough... Young Hero Jiang, this..."
Even Jiang Nianci, who was still coughing up blood, froze on the spot.
When her divine ability [Silent Moistening] had been broken earlier, she had thought she could no longer stop Zhu Wuxia. Those tangled feelings of despair, helplessness, and resentment had only just risen in her heart when the tall figure appearing before her shattered them.
The clear radiance of the momentum [Frost Palace Gold] spilled down.
Throughout this entire stretch of heaven and earth.
It