C530 The Death of the White King

"Guu Yuntian!"

The White King was struck as if by lightning, his body shuddering, his gaze fixed and vacant as he stared ahead.

Before him stood the one he revered like a deity—Guu Yuntian.

A wave of familiarity washed over him.

All that had transpired on the Great Desolate Mountain was unfolding once again.

On the tumultuous battlefield, every sound ceased suddenly