Mo Xuan Is Dead

Though losing his arm was excruciating, Mo Xuan gritted his teeth and refused to let out a single cry. His resilience surprised even Gu Lan.

But Gu Lan had no intention of dragging this out any longer. A bloody glow flickered across the Hongmeng Sword, and this strike would ensure Mo Xuan's demise.

"Slash!"

With one swift stroke, a deep sword mark appeared across Mo Xuan's throat. Blood gushed forth as his body crumpled lifelessly to the ground.

Gu Lan swept his gaze across the surroundings, withdrawing his aura entirely in that moment. Now that the Wizard Clan's strongest had been slaughtered, there was no need for further conflict.

However, just as Gu Lan turned away, a crimson light suddenly descended from the sky. A terrifying wave of blood energy erupted in all directions, forcing Gu Lan back by a hundred steps.