Gazing at the plain covered in wild grass before her, Song Lingxue's face showed a slight shock. She looked down at a piece of withered bone crushed by her own feet, feeling a chill in her heart and a loss for words from an indescribable, strong impact.
It had not been long since they parted ways. How could such a distinguished Great Saint of Martial Path die like this?
A Great Saint of Martial Path was a powerful existence even by the standards of the Great Universe, capable of deciding life and death for a star domain with a mere flip of the hand.
As a fellow practitioner of the Martial Path, she knew all too well the strength of Bi Yue Great Saint. It was like a Divine Mountain whose peak she could not even see at this point, unreachable and unfathomable.
Such a level of mighty being had now turned into the lifeless bones beneath her feet just like any other.
Is this the terrifying reality of the Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield...
