Chương 4891: This hug

His life force was quickly drained away, and his eyes turned ashen.

At the last moment of his life, he suddenly recalled the moment he had met Ling Yichen in the spatial Rift. He recalled how he had looked at the weak Ling Yichen as if he was looking at an ant, and then shot an arrow.

In fact, he shouldn't have shot that arrow. Without that arrow, there wouldn't be today's ending.

In its eyes, the last trace of weak divine light faded away, and with endless regret, the soul of the blood-killing banner was destroyed.

Ling Yichen casually tossed the blood-sucking dagger into the air, and its cold body turned into dust, disappearing with the wind.

The cultivators 'mouths were still slightly agape as they looked at Ling Yichen with shock and fear in their eyes. No one even dared to look him in the eye.