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Luo Derun had gotten a few things wrong.
The icy mountain wind swept over the jagged rocks of Coiling Dragon Hills, letting out a low, mournful whine.
Yuwen Changtai's towering body slid down the cold black rock at his back, finally slumping to the ground, all life extinguished.
The heavy armor he wore, engraved with ancient icefield runes and symbolizing his position as commander of the Frost Legion, was now riddled with charred arrow holes, deep dents and fractures, and steadily spreading crystalline cracks.
The fatal wound was on his forehead: a hole burned through by the three lights of sun, moon, and stars, enhanced by the Formless Stars Canon, which still radiated destructive energy-this was the death mark of Seven Absolutes Douluo Yang Jingxue.
Through the pure arrow intent left within his arrow wounds, Yang Jingxue had kept an unwavering lock on his fleeing presence.
Meanwhile, Sky Falcon Douluo Zuo Tinggang soared high in the heavens, overlooking all of Coiling Dragon Hills. With his aerial speed and sweeping field of vision, he had completely sealed off every possible escape route through the sky or across open ground.
But the final blow had come from two other powerful forces, united in hatred.
Han Yiyu, deputy palace master of the Ancient Ice Palace, was surrounded by profoundly cold energy that would not thaw in ten thousand years. This was the "Ice Palace Secret Art: Cold Tide Finger," designed specifically to pierce frost armor.
Answering it, Shui Rong, Duke of Northern Defense and the highest military and civil authority in Heavenly Water Province, drew upon the vast power of the waterways-"Northern Defense Seal: Mysterious Water Phoenix Devouring!"
This was no pursuit of a private vendetta. It was