Bang!
The cold gleam of black gold pierced through the water pouch, filled with suffocating killing intent. The pouch burst open, and the icy intent flowed across the ground, washing over the throat, transforming into sheer terror.
Qiuye's eyes widened in shock, her pupils fully dilated occupying her eyeballs.
The sphere formed by the Blood River hung high in the sky, with pale golden daylight flowing through it. At its center, a silver dragon disintegrated, reforming into a human.
Bu Zhi was completely shattered, with a slanted scar running from the upper left of his skull diagonally across to the lower right, dividing him into clear halves with countless fragments, large and small, in between.
Diamond-shaped crystal fragments suspended in the scarlet river, reflecting light. Tiny sparkling crystal shards surrounded the three-foot spear blade, illuminated by Fubo, together fading into black light.
Above the River God Sect.
