Crimson blood sprayed through the air, tracing a stark, beautiful arc that was impossible to miss. Even in death, Su Tian's face was twisted with deep hatred and crazed killing intent. Unfortunately, his vengeance had failed. This time, Su Han had used his Divine Sense to shatter Su Tian's sea of consciousness, ensuring he would not repeat his past mistake.
Beheaded and with his Divine Sense scattered, Su Tian was now well and truly dead.
THUD!
His corpse fell from the sky, smashing into the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.
Su Han didn't bother to take the corpse. Although Su Tian had possessed a Supreme Physical Body, his Qi-Blood had already declined by the end. Even if Su Han devoured it with the Devouring Heaven Demonic Art, it would yield little, so he naturally couldn't be bothered to deal with the remains.
"Phew."
Gazing at Su Tian's body, Su Han let out a slow breath. The thorn that had been lodged in his heart had finally been removed.
