C359 The death of the son
Puff.
Ye Yang's spear tip pulled out from Bai Zhantang's chest, fresh blood splattering everywhere. The light in Bai Zhantang's eyes rapidly faded, they had lost its luster and a generation of Holy Son had fallen just like that.
He raised his spear expressionlessly, and blood started dripping from Bai Zhantang's heart, as it slowly dripped down the tip of the spear