The God Son was dead.
His body had been severed in two, lying on the ground, his life force completely extinguished. In the Cang Realm, the God Son was a legendary figure. His master was the strongest powerhouse in the Cang Realm, and from the moment he was born, he had been adopted by that very man. He had grown up with every advantage, master of peerless sword techniques. With his innate talent, he would have had an immeasurable future, had he not died. Yet, here he was, dead—and dead on Earth.
The martial artists of Earth were in a frenzy. Having been suppressed by the otherworldly forces for so long, Jiang Chen had finally let out a breath of pent-up rage for them all.
Chapter 1047