The stunning blood light, the shattered white robe, and the body falling from the night sky, fragrant jade perished, plummeting into the abyss.
Then, Qin Ming saw his grandfather, clad in tattered clothes, walking on the ground, only to be blown apart by an arrow, flesh and bone fragments scattering everywhere.
At that moment, he didn't know the cause and effect, standing there, feeling as if he truly experienced it all, his eyes almost tearing apart, his whole body's blood burning.
He drew his blade and rose, his hair fluttering in the air, his eyes filled only with the color of blood, and rushed out to kill…
Qin Ming was emotionally stirred, his entire body trembling, unsure of what he had gone through.
Beside him, the five-colored treasure fragment sighed, "Another one gone mad!"
"How is it?" The Exotic Gold Cloth spoke, only Qin Ming, who was gradually regaining his senses, and that blurred figure could hear.
