Chapter 445: Pierce the Sky

"Stop!"

From not far away in the sky, Su Ye shouted sternly. He had suppressed Zhao Tianyi's two Divine Thought Incarnations and was rushing over urgently, hoping to stop Mo Wangchen.

But he was a step too late—the golden small sword pierced through Su Wushang's brow in the blink of an eye, his head exploded, and blood mist scattered across the sky.

Watching Su Wushang's headless body fall to the ground, it seemed as if time briefly stood still. Su Ye's face was full of astonishment, an expression of disbelief clinging to his visage.

The Saint Heir of the Su Family, one of the top ten masters among the young contemporaries of Canglan, had died at the hands of Mo Wangchen!

"You little beast, daring to kill my Su Family's Saint Heir, give me your life!"