The War Bear King followed in dust, his entire body engorged with blood, exploding in a shower of flesh and bone that splattered across the sky like fireworks.
"Would I dare..."
"I am a Saint King... with thousands of years of arduous cultivation, how could I be defeated by an unseasoned young brute?"
After the death of his fourth Contracted Spirit Fond Spirits, the backlash suddenly transferred to Hai Xiong Shier Lang.
His soul couldn't bear it, it fell apart and dissipated completely.
With a bewildered, confused look, his body collapsed with a thunderous crash.
Of course, before he could truly fall, blood-red lightning, blood-red hurricanes, blood-red tsunamis... had already submerged his corpse, leaving destruction as the only option within the domain.
"Nishang, it's settled."
"Let's break out, every person from the main house of the Hai Xiong Clan, along with their close confidants and vassals, has no reason to exist anymore."