The head flew high into the air, its face still filled with panic, resentment, and terror, with bewilderment and disbelief.
He was a Venerable, lofty and supreme, who had roamed freely between heaven and earth. Yet he had died just like that, his head severed by a single sword stroke, his life and cultivation extinguished.
"I... cannot accept this..."
In his final glimpse, that girl seemed so transcendent.
Her battle robes fluttered, ethereal and beyond the mortal world. After slaying him, she remained calm and composed, as though she had merely parted the clouds to reveal the sun. Golden radiance enveloped her entire body.
A mighty Venerable perished just like that, bewilderment and profound terror lingering in his eyes. Defeated so easily, his life came to an end, and he died with his eyes still open.
The blood was vivid, but it soon dissolved into a shower of light that fell from the sky, dazzling as fireworks yet horrifying to behold.
Below, many people had already turned to stone, scarcely able to breathe. They struggled to accept what they had witnessed. How had this happened? How could it have happened?
That was a mighty Venerable! With a single thought, he could make the earth tremble, mountains collapse, and lakes run dry. His might could swallow millions of living beings. Immeasurably powerful and lofty, he had stood among the strongest in this world.
How could he have been so fragile, slain with a single sword stroke?
"Master!"
Several young men and women cried out, their eyes filled with fear. They had followed their master here from Outer Space and had always looked down on the Desolate Region. Who could have imagined something like this would happen?
With a mighty Venerable dead, they had lost their protector. Their future in the sect