Chapitre 354: Blaming the Third Master

His blood surged powerfully, like a pillar of force. 

Yin Rongen, never having practiced the blood heart technique, was unlike those Sacred Heart disciples who could potentially recover even from a mortal head wound. The moment his throat was pierced, his eyes glazed over, devoid of focus. 

Behind him, Song A'san stood panting heavily, his eyes brimming with gratitude. "Thank you. Thank you, Fifth Master," he managed between labored breaths. His face bore a bittersweet smile as he accepted his impending death, never succumbing to a beastly frenzy.

He turned his gaze to the ruins. His malicious wife, the woman he'd loved for twenty years, had perished in the toxic maelstrom conjured by their battle. His face reflected a complicated blend of emotions, which finally gave way to a resigned smile.