"Save you? Today, no one can save you!"
"Die!"
A cold voice sounded, and Ren Changsheng's terrifying power descended once more, enveloping the already shattered body of Jincheng with his palm force.
Jincheng.
There's no escape!
"Stop!"
At this moment, Protector Seventeen, with boundless killing intent in his eyes, found Ren Changsheng too arrogant. Before his very eyes, he dared to kill Jincheng? This old ancestor of the Golden God Hall?
"Ah!"
A scream echoed. Protector Seventeen had just rushed into the formation, but before he could lend a hand, Jincheng was already smashed to pieces by Ren Changsheng's palm.
His remnant soul.
Shattered to pieces.
The aura on his body slowly dissipated.
Jincheng.
Fallen.
This being, close to the level of a minor Heaven Rank, died at the hands of Ren Changsheng.
The void.
Became silent too.
