A flash of cold light streaked by, and Ancient Wood's head instantly flew off, tracing a bizarre arc in the air.
Blood gushed like a fountain from the neck, pouring onto the icy ground, instantly dyeing a patch of snow red.
The snow, soaked in blood, resembled blooming blood-red plum blossoms under the cold moonlight, appearing eerily beautiful yet terrifying. With the death of Ancient Wood, the nauseating stench emitted by his "Blood Net Hand" cultivation technique gradually dissipated into the cold night sky.
With his death, all evil would be driven away.
And Shi Feiyang, holding the blood-stained Celestial Frost Blade, stood tall in the night, like a War God descended to the mortal world. His entire being exuded an awe-inspiring aura, his robes fluttering in the wind, as the moonlight sketched out his determined silhouette.
