C391 The Myriad Image Layer Four!
With a resounding "Crack!" the black halberd snapped in two.
The golden radiance diminished in power, yet its trajectory remained unaltered, continuing its deadly arc.
A muffled "Puchi" echoed as a spray of blood misted the air.
Lu Chen stood tall, his sword now sheathed.
Across from him, the elder's eyes were wide open, a profound sense of unwillingness etched into his face even in death
