That head flew high, terror-stricken on its face, filled with unwillingness, fear, and disbelief.
He was a Venerable One, just like that, struck down? His head was severed with a single stroke, and the young man's battle attire fluttered, transcending the mundane, as he accomplished such a feat amid pristine clarity.
The Heaven Mending Sect's Venerable One was unwilling. In his final gaze, that youth appeared so transcendent, calm and composed after decapitating him, like parting the clouds to see the day, his whole persona enveloped in a golden radiance.
"Plop!"
The headless body collapsed, and the head finally landed. A Venerable One perished thus, his eyes filled with confusion and great fear. Defeated just like that, his life ended, dying with his eyes wide open.
The blood was vivid, but quickly transformed into light, dancing like Divine Fire, burning in the pale golden imperial palace, a shocking sight.