His eyes were wide open, and he died with an eternal grievance. Looking closely, one could still catch a trace of lingering disbelief, a trace of resentment, and a trace of bitter hatred in his gaze.
Xi Luo and Xi Feng subconsciously took a step forward, only to watch as the corpse of Xi Zi'an weathered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into wind-blown sand and dissipated before everyone's eyes.
Chapter 496