C1121 Deathwarrant Last Resort
"No, it can't be, it can't be!"
Zong Lia's entire body was suppressed by the endless sword qi on the ground, unable to raise his head. His hands and knees had already shattered the limestone floor on the ground, sinking an inch into the ground.
His face was covered in blood. Dark red blood kept dripping from his seven orifices, dyeing the stone floor in front of him with a sickly light