บท 847: Chapter 847: My Heart Feels Cold and Empty!

"Desolate..."

In the nearby mining platform area, a harrowing desolate howl suddenly pierced the air, shrill and piercing, causing eardrums to buzz...

The man in white, who was dueling with Nangong Aoyue, witnessed this scene. Seeing his comrade killed and exploding into a burst of white light, which dissipated after a moment, enraged and terrified him to the extreme.

Now Shui Qingrou, ever since mastering the Yuanwu Compression Bullet, had indeed become the nemesis of the men in white. In Dongying, she had already eliminated three men in white.

All of them were top-notch experts at the Eighth Stage of Yuanwu, with mysterious origins, and their exact nature was still unclear. Ordinary human warriors could only sigh in despair and frustration, but in her hands, they were as easy to deal with as chopping vegetables.