"He actually died?"
Li Ling kept well back, staring in astonishment at the flesh and blood scattered across the ground.
He had only wanted to stop Xue Ping's slaughter. He had never imagined that doing so would forcibly obstruct the circulation of his demonic art, instantly sending him into cultivation deviation and killing him on the spot.
If Xue Ping had not been in such poor condition, if he had not encountered powerful enemies, if Li Ling had not come here...
Under any of those circumstances, he might still have had some chance of survival, or even fought his way out of the encirclement.
But all these factors had converged into an inescapable death tribulation, leaving him nowhere to flee.
Cherishing Life had originally been intended only to quell killing, yet it had ultimately become the cause of his death.
He had to kill or die!
The disciples of the Immortal Sects looked utterly bewildered, equally taken aback. "What happened? Did he suffer cultivation deviation?"
To suffer cultivation deviation so badly that he exploded on the spot was quite a feat.
With some hesitation, Granduncle Han asked his companion, "Why do I feel that he didn't actually have to die just now? He only needed to plunder blood essence as usual, but he forcibly stopped himself..."
Granduncle Lin said, "This man was bloodthirsty and murderous. Practicing demonic arts had addled his brain. Who knows what he was thinking? Perhaps the demonic art he obtained was incomplete and had an inherent flaw."
Granduncle Han thought that made sense. Such cases were all too common, so he immediately put the matter aside.
"There seem to be quite a few blood spirits he left outside. Hurry and destroy them!"
With that, everyone flew out of the Palace City.
"At last, this has come