On the battlefield, Liu Xuantong's soul disappeared. He was gone for good. However, Jiang Ming could see that the black eyeball between Liu Xuantong's eyebrows was still moving wildly in the flames that engulfed his body. It seemed to be letting out miserable cries and begging for mercy.
It seemed that the third eye that Liu Xuantong had cultivated was sentient and was much more powerful than Liu Xuantong's original body.
"What a strange thing." Jiang Ming's heart skipped a beat. If Liu Xuantong continued to cultivate, would he be completely replaced by this thing one day?
He did not hold back at all. A beam of sword aura directly shot into the eyeball, completely shattering it and engulfing it in the gold and red flames.
The Divine Eye Sect's strongest genius, who was rarely seen, instantly turned into ashes.