Just like that, she died...
Ye Xiangli stared with wide eyes, gazing blankly at the mist of blood spreading across the sky. He sat kneeling in the Sea of Blood, as if stripped of his soul, his wide eyes gradually filling with despair and grief.
Not only Ye Xiangli, but Ling Miaoshi and the others also stood frozen in place like clay statues, shock and disbelief etched across their faces.
Chapter 184