The celestial phenomenon in the sky finally settled because of a sword strike by Su Chengyu.
Jia Ming's last counterattack didn't even stir a ripple before the Demon-slaying Sword. Before the Heavenly Dao Breath, his form and spirit both perished, leaving not even a Demon Core behind.
The tribal people were shaken by the massive tremor that occurred between heaven and earth, kneeling on the ground, trembling, and feeling the rain mixed with a hint of blood in the sky.
The leading Tribal Elder looked strangely in the direction of the cave after waiting for a while.
He understood correctly that Su Chengyu had indicated that after everything had settled, he would make one more appearance, in the identity of a Divine Bird Envoy, to solidify that thing called faith.
Could it not be over yet?