บท 800: Pursue and Kill

Sword light filled up the sky and instantly encompassed all of True Lord Qingshan's martial will that was scattered out in the air.

The violent Thunder Calamity penetrated through the atmosphere and smashed into True Lord Qingshan's martial will like meteors raining down. The glow from each stream of martial will was instantly compressed, crushed, stirred up, and then eventually turned into countless light spots that scattered into the air.

"Fang Xingjian...

"I..."

The final bit of True Lord Qingshan's martial will gathered together with great difficulty, like tiny little bugs twisting and amassing together. The glow of his martial will was so weak that it was not even comparable to that of fireflies', and it formed True Lord Qingshan's face with much difficulty.

Right now, his eyes were completely filled with terror and regret. In the final moment of his life, True Lord Qingshan finally regained his senses as he no longer had his system.