An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and that glaring red figure had already collapsed to the ground.
The Red-clothed Taoist's eyes rolled back, his chest no longer rising and falling, completely plunging into endless darkness, losing all consciousness.
Lu Xuan stood nearby, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, not immediately turning to leave.
To ensure not a single mistake and eliminate any chances of revival, a majestic and vast Martial Arts Will suddenly erupted around him.
It surged forth like a raging river, completely enveloping the area where the Red-clothed Taoist was.
The Martial Arts Will was as sharp as a blade, as heavy as a mountain, crushing down layer by layer.
Until it was confirmed that the opponent's vitality was completely extinguished, not even the slightest breath left behind.
Only then did Lu Xuan gradually retract his aura, a flash of golden light passed through his cold eyes, confirming the person was dead clean and clear, without any future troubles.
