Everything happened rapidly.
The red-golden fire and purplish-golden light intertwined, dazzling one's eyes. Before the crowd could even see what happened clearly, the fight had already ended!
Thump!
Jiang Hetian's legs went soft, and he kneeled on the ground. His eyes widened greatly, and his eyeballs were protruding as blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.
A bowl-sized hole appeared in his chest, and blood was gushing out of it.
The blood was fresh red and even exuded some heat. It landed on the layer of ice that hadn't melted, and it rapidly froze.
This scene was indeed horrifying.
Everyone fell silent and looked at the scene in disbelief. Jiang Hetian was… a true god warrior, yet Shangguan Yue's sword actually pierced right through his heart! She clearly wanted his life!
"Father—" A miserable and hopeless scream broke this silence.