623. Transformation

Lord Yeli Dong watched as Princess Freya slowly walked away, then glanced at Xia Feng's head, which was all that was left in his hand.

The head was bloodless, with vacant eyes.

Lord Yeli Dong frowned, casually tossing the head to the ground, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the bloodstains from his fingers with some disgust.

The head rolled across the porcelain white tiles, coming to rest beside the slender high heel of a tall woman.

Sword Heart saw the face of the dead man looking up at her, and couldn't help but recall the taste she had just savored from him. Her phoenix eyes turned cold, and she lifted her long leg and stomped fiercely onto the head's face.

Grinding down on the face a few times.

"Bang—" Xia Feng's head instantly turned to ashes in the black fire, vanishing in smoke.