"Clang-"
Instead of the anticipated sound of flesh being pierced, there was a muffled grunt.
The purple Dark Energy Sword in Zong Shaoqing's hand had plunged into Yue Jinghua's back.
Yue Jinghua's eyes widened beneath her golden mask, filled with disbelief and panic, as her delicate figure shattered into pieces.
No blood splattered, nor were there screams of agony. Instead, as Zong Shaoqing's Sword penetrated, the spot where Yue Jinghua had stood turned into a pile of fallen leaves.
The withered yellow leaves instantly turned red.
"Divine Son," exclamations surged from around like a tide.
Several figures immediately gathered around Zong Shaoqing, including Song Mu and Ximing, who had disguised themselves and followed Zong Shaoqing into the Sky Dragon Palace, and now they too had woken up from the Nightmare Realm.
Realizing the situation around them, Song Mu and the others turned pale with shock.
