The great battle was on the brink, the jade axe had not yet fallen...
Yang Yao looked towards Shen Yue, but surprisingly, Shen Yue had once again closed his eyes.
"Prime Minister Han..."
Before Wanyan Lie could finish asking for the third time, Wanyan Zongpan could no longer hold back. From the side, he shouted, "You sorcerer... talking nonsense..."
Before he could finish, Wanyan Zongpan suddenly let out a strange cry, flipped over, and fell to the ground, lifeless.
The majority of the people present immediately stepped back.
They only saw Wanyan Lie draw the jade axe in front of the bell, and a white light, like a chess piece, struck Wanyan Zongpan's forehead.
Wanyan Zongpan fell with a single blow, with absolutely no chance to fight back.
Some of the Forbidden Army rushed to Wanyan Zongpan's side, checked his breath, and trembling with disbelief, tried again and then said with a quivering voice, "Emperor...Hulubu...Right Bojilie...is dead."