Xiang Chen fell.
The lampshade of the library was now stained with a tint of crimson.
As the lampshade swayed, the light that spilled down became eerily cold.
The library of Duke Xiang Chen, under the shower of red light, ironically resembled a "purgatory."
Li Bing's two fingers resting on his neck pulled forth thousands of threads of light—
His entire being radiated a dazzling brilliance.
This humble young man from the Qing River smiled and said, "You are the S-class of the East Continent, a genius admired by all. I know... I am not your match."
The next moment.
He rushed towards Gu Shen with endless light.
Gu Shen sighed softly.
This fanatical believer had already burned his life, fighting with the thought of mutual destruction.
Li Bing being noticed by the Light City and becoming the "guard of Dongning City" meant his strength was not weak...
Gu Shen flicked his finger and released a gleam of cold light.
A steel willow leaf pierced through Li Bing's forehead.
