"No!"
In an instant!
Reflected in Lord Wei's pupils was the image of the falling great blade, slicing through!
The next moment!
He suddenly felt a cold chill, like being caressed by a frigid wind, and immediately this icy sensation spread throughout his body.
Swish——
The strike of the Dragon Lock Great Blade seemed to sever all connections to Lord Wei, as his once formidable body, nearly that of a Primordial Spirit Supreme, suddenly turned dim and ordinary, with every trace of divine light and aura disappearing with the fall of this blade.
Under Qi Xiu's watchful gaze, this Middle Ancient Demonic True Monarch, who had agonizingly endured and plotted for tens of thousands of years, collapsed backward, his eyes empty and lifeless, his essence depleted, body eroded and disintegrated, eventually vanishing into the wind.
