Bab 923: Personally Supervising Your Cultivation

Zhang Ximing continued spitting blood from his mouth; it was clear he was about to die. Nevertheless, there was a victorious smile on his face. The rain fell on his face, washing away the dirt but blurring his vision at the same time. His bloodshot eyes looked even more terrifying due to how uncomfortable they felt. His mind seemed to have left him as he mumbled, "The Zhang family... is innocent... My father is not a... corrupt official. My father... is not a corrupt official... All of you have to die... All of you have to die..."

Zhang Ximing's life continued to leak out of his body as he lay limply on the ground.

Yu Zhenghai's Jasper Saber had cut Zhang Wanxiang's avatar open after all. That alone was enough to cause grievous injuries. On top of that, Yu Zhenghai's Great Dark Heaven Palm had also accurately landed on his chest, shattering his internal organs. It would have been strange if he did not die.

"Did I overdo it?" Yu Zhenghai asked Yu Shangrong.