"Hahahaha, imp, weren't you quite impressive just now? Why aren't you arrogant anymore?"
"Is this really the end?" Jiang Yuan's body lost control, his Divine Soul completely departing.
"Imp, you're eventually going to die by my hand," Gu Quanzhen said with a cold sneer.
Puchi...
The laughter came to an abrupt halt as a broad palm pierced through Gu Quanzhen's chest, seizing his heart in hand.
"That remains to be seen..."
The indifferent voice echoed leisurely in the sky.
Gu Quanzhen's eyes bulged as he slowly turned around, only to see a man wearing a Dragon Tiger Mountain Taoist Robe appear abruptly behind him, with a godly wheel hovering above his head, resembling the Great Sun hanging in the sky, almost merging with the Void.
"Great Sun God Wheel... Wang Yuan!?" Gu Quanzhen shouted angrily, hardly believing his eyes.
He could not fathom why Wang Yuan, the man the Lord's Assembly desperately wanted to eliminate, would appear here?
Boom...