524: I can't believe you could do such a thing!

Hong Long died, killed by Shen Bei's Life Severing Strike.

A merciless kill.

There was no flashiness, no back-and-forth.

Just a simple strike.

The battle was over.

Of course, Shen Bei also paid half of his Lifespan!

This price had to be paid; it was the consequence of using the Life Severing Strike.

But Shen Bei didn't care at all.

He would eventually enter the Divine Power Realm, which brought with it longevity.

The earlier he used the Martial Skill Life Severing Strike, the more cost-effective it was.

For example, if Shen Bei's Lifespan was 100 now, using it once would leave him with only fifty.

It seemed heartbreaking.

But upon entering the Divine Power Realm, his Lifespan would increase by 500, and using it once would consume 250...

That would be truly heartbreaking!

Shen Bei had figured it out: this Life Severing Strike was a "poisonous benefit" during the Martial Artist stage.

In the Divine Power Realm, it was a "Martial Skill that cannot be used until the last moment of a desperate counterattack."

Its advantages and disadvantages were very obvious.

Of course, this was only for Shen Bei, a Martial Artist who followed a "deviant" path of forced Cultivation.

However, Wu Shi of the Underdark and Wu Di of the earth's surface both had ways to replenish "Lifespan," which was quite nice...

Shen Bei rubbed his nose, looking at the corpse of Hong Long, which the Night Watchers feared and dreaded.

"Where there's a spear, there's a shield..."

In fact, Shen Bei being able to kill Hong Long was partly due to Hong Long's carelessness.

Who would have thought that Shen Bei also knew the Legacy of Wu Shi?

If Hong Long had encountered a Wu Shi Stranger, he would probably have prepared ways to deal with the Life Severing Strike early on, right?

In Shen Bei's view, although the Life Severing Strike was Heaven-Defying, there must be a way to counter it; otherwise, the Underdark would belong to Wu Shi, not the current Imperial Family.

Fortunately, Shen Bei had the "jack-of-all-trades" Yin Yang Reversal Fist.

So he didn't have to worry about being killed by the Life Severing Strike.

Then, Shen Bei carried Hong Long's head and walked down the pavilion!

The Cultivator was still guarding on the first floor of the pavilion. Hearing the thudding sound of footsteps descending, he looked up. His eyes then widened in disbelief as he saw the head Shen Bei was carrying.

Hong Long... Hong Long's head was severed by him?!

How dare he! He was seeking death!

The Cultivator was furious. Hong Long was his god; because of his protection, his life was better than those princes and nobles. Now that Hong Long was dead, it was like taking his own life.

Rage filled his head. He drew his long saber and charged at Shen Bei.

Looking at the Cultivator, whose eyes were bloodshot and who had lost his mind as he charged, Shen Bei's saber flew out. A Cultivator who wasn't even at the seventh rank naturally couldn't block Shen Bei's saber.

His head was instantly severed, and blood spurted from his neck.

The blood sprayed onto his face, and the Cultivator, whose mind was clouded by rage, finally woke up.

How ridiculous! The other party could even cut off Hong Long's head; what ability did he have to avenge Hong Long?!

But he had no chance to regret. His head fell to the ground and rolled, and his consciousness completely dissipated. Only his eyes remained wide open, reflecting Shen Bei carrying the head out of the pavilion.

"Rushing to join him in Yellow Springs, you truly are a loyal dog."

Shen Bei didn't forget to mock him.

Even though that person was already dead.

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Night Watcher Courtyard!

Many Stranger were still indignant, yet also filled with pessimism.

They discussed, one after another, how to deal with Hong Long's targeting.

But the more they discussed, the more pessimistic they became. Hong Long was too strong. As a Great Cultivator of Divine Power Realm, first level, who could be his opponent if the Prince did not come out? His disregard for the rules was like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep; the Night Watchers were completely helpless.

At this moment... they even hoped Hong Long would live longer. Because the longer he lived, the further away he was from going completely mad before his death.

They no longer doubted that in the days leading up to his approaching demise, he would definitely go mad and kill the Night Watchers. That would be the true disaster and despair.

Bi Kun's face was gloomy. He planned to arrange for all Night Watchers to stay within the Main Compound and not go out. This was very stifling, but it could ensure safety.

The dignified Night Watchers, once so glorious, so terrifying.

But now they had managed to reduce themselves to the point of being shrinking turtles. Bi Kun felt this was a disgrace.

"My... my lord... something... something big... big has happened..." Just then, a Night Watcher rushed in. As an eighth-grade Cultivator, he tripped over his own feet and fell because he ran too fast.

The Night Watchers present, seeing his demeanor, felt their hearts tighten. Could it be... that his demise had already arrived, and he had begun to go completely insane?

"Has Hong Long attacked?" Bi Tuo asked with a trembling voice.

"No... no..." The Night Watcher shook his head vigorously.

Bi Tuo heard the collective sigh of relief from around them, and someone simultaneously shouted, "If he hasn't attacked, why are you so anxious?"

"Hong Long... he... he's dead."

"Dead is dead... What?! What did you say? He's dead?!"

Many Night Watchers' eyes widened, and one by one they rejoiced, "His demise arrived, and he just died?!"

"No! It's not... it's... it's..." The Night Watcher was clearly not good with words, and he stammered when excited.

"What's not?" Bi Tuo frowned at this point and said, "Don't rush, speak slowly. Is he dead or not?"

"He... he... is... is... dead, but..."

The Night Watcher continued to stammer, making many people anxious.

But just then, a steady voice came from the direction of the entrance: "But he didn't die of old age; I killed him!"

The sudden words made everyone look over, seeing a young man slowly walking in, carrying a human head.

The young man saw everyone looking at him, and he casually threw the head in front of them. The head rolled to Bi Kun's feet.

"Hong Long!" Everyone looked at the head, then at Shen Bei in disbelief. It was actually Hong Long's head.

Many Night Watchers also recognized Shen Bei. They remembered that two quarters of an hour ago, it was this young man who stood here and said: he was going to get Hong Long's head.

At the time, they had all been dismissive, not taking it seriously at all. But now, he had really brought the head.

Bi Tuo was also dumbfounded. He looked at the head, then at Shen Bei, and he just felt his scalp tingle. He... he wasn't just trying to save face; he really killed Hong Long, a Great Cultivator of Divine Power Realm!

Is... is Brother Shen's approach so wild?

The stammering Night Watcher finally calmed down and said, "Hong Long is dead. Someone brought his head to the Night Watchers."

"Shut up!" Bi Kun glared at the Night Watcher furiously, "Damn it, we all have eyes, do we need you to tell us?!"

Bi Kun scrutinized Shen Bei. Like the others, the shock in his heart was unimaginable.

"Lord Bi, I've brought the head. Now you should fulfill the Night Watchers' bounty, right?" Shen Bei said to Bi Kun, "Oh, and you still have to give me money. The amount doesn't matter, but it must be given. That's my rule."

The surroundings remained dead silent, still immersed in the shock of Hong Long's death. Bi Kun, hearing Shen Bei's words, regained some composure and couldn't help but ask, "How did he die?"

Shen Bei replied, "Of course, I killed him. Does that even need to be asked? Do you think he died of old age? Before dying of old age, he would definitely go mad and kill a wave of people."

That was the logic!

But they still found it hard to believe!

If the Prince didn't come out, who could kill him?! Moreover, he was killed so silently, and less than two quarters of an hour had passed since you left, right?

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