"Is it... over already?"
Arriving late, Xu Ziqing and Han Shuangjiang looked at the scene before them, and the same thought emerged in their hearts.
Two corpses of evil cultivators lay on the ground, each with two blood holes blasted open in their chests, dying in a horrific state.
They died with eyes wide open, filled with endless horror and despair.
As for the one being strangled by Chu Huaixu, it seemed all the Qi in his body had been sealed, rendering him immobile.
Only his eyes could still convey emotions.
His feelings seemed no different from those of the two dead men.
It was just because he wasn't dead yet, there was an additional hint of... regret in his eyes!
The Evil Cultivator Envoy wished he could slap himself: "Why did I overestimate myself? I knew the Daoist Sect reinforcements were arriving, but just because their cultivation wasn't high, I didn't retreat!"
Unfortunately, he couldn't even slap himself now.
