Purple Qilin Flame Spear

The knife light charged in and the sharp energy instantly exploded, smashing Jia Mingluo's skull and soul into pieces.

Leng Daiyu was startled and knew that Jia Mingluo was originally heavily injured, now he was definitely dead. Her hand shook and she tossed off the remaining bones from the flying claw.

She was shocked, not knowing what she should do. To continue fighting with Zong Shou? But, Jia Mingluo was already dead, even if they continued this person wouldn't come back to life.

However, giving up now didn't seem right either. 

Zong Shou had already kept his sword and was tens of thousands of feet out. Looking deeply at her, he nodded his head as a form of saying goodbye, "Bye!"

Although he wanted to stay, he didn't hesitate to tear open space and headed back toward Seven Cloud Mountain.

A few minutes later, he returned back to the Cloud World and stepped on the peak of the Seven Cloud Mountain.