"Pavilion Master, Pavilion Master, what happened to you?"
"Pavilion Master?"
"Quick, look, what's on the Pavilion Master's head?"
Someone was the first to shout, and everyone's eyes fell upon Yin Zhengyuan's forehead, where a drop of blood slowly trickled down, pooling into a stream, which then gradually grew larger as warm blood gushed out.
The scene before them was a shock to all.
It wasn't until Yin Zhengyuan fell heavily that they returned to their senses; indeed, Yin Zhengyuan was dead, killed by Shen Hanxue in the blink of an eye.
What kind of strength does it take to achieve this?
Now that Yin Zhengyuan is dead, what right do they have to contend with Shen Hanxue?
Everyone silently retreated, trying to distance themselves from Shen Hanxue; gone was the earlier aggression, and there was no intention of avenging Yin Zhengyuan.
Just as Shen Hanxue had said before, with Yin Zhengyuan already dead, who would be willing to lose their life for a dead person?
