章節 1517: Emperor Bei Xing's Demise

The snowy-white sword blade pierced through his body.

An Lin groaned in pain as blood trickled from the corners of his lips again.

Emperor Bei Xing was dumbstruck. It didn't think An Lin was actually going to stab himself! Furthermore, couldn't he be a little more accurate? Why was he stabbing his waist instead of his heart?

Before everyone had a chance to be surprised, something even more astonishing happened.

The pure white sword blade released an extremely holy light, which spread to every corner of An Lin's body, healing his body and destroying that invisible, destructive power within!

An Lin was filled with vitality and vigor again.

It was quite clear that his two-hour death curse had been removed.