"Guu guu guu—"
Wuya Zi's throat seemed to be stuck with unspoken words, but he couldn't utter them at all. His whole body's energy seemed to be drained away due to Jiang Dali's furious shout. His eye sockets gradually hollowed, his hair turned dull and yellow, all indicating that he had endured a severe illness.
In the end, he opened his eyes wide. Initially, there was some luster in his gaze, but eventually, that faded too. He stared at Jiang Dali with his mouth agape, and let out an "Ah."
As soon as this sound was made, it was as though his last breath had been expelled.
Wuya Zi's face suddenly twisted fiercely, and he abruptly unleashed the last bit of Qi Force in his body, cracking a ring on his finger with a snap, also causing Jiang Dali's hands to separate.
His heart stopped suddenly, and his body fell head over heels, hitting the ground with a smack.
A Grandmaster, the Sect Leader of the Carefree Sect, had just died.
"Hmph!"
