An Shanhai's head throbbed with unbearable pain. He groggily opened his eyes, only to be shocked by the realization that all his fellow sect members had fallen.
Bodies littered the ground, and blood flowed like a river.
The body of his Second Junior Brother had been torn in half, a sight too ghastly to endure. His Third and Fourth Junior Brothers lay on the ground, their bodies mangled and bloody, unable to move. And yet, his Youngest Junior Brother was standing with a group of Lower Realm Mortals!
Recalling the recent events, he clenched his teeth. In the high-altitude battle, he and Luo Ying had been evenly matched, and both had sustained heavy injuries. For a moment, life and death hung in the balance. It was then that his Youngest Junior Brother, Lu Songtao, had flown over, claiming he wanted to help. But as soon as he arrived, he self-destructed his Dantian. The explosion caught him completely off guard, leading to his crushing defeat.
