The old crone didn't even have time to cry out in agony, her arm holding the Peach Wood Sword had already separated from her body.
The Demon Sword fell again, the old crone desperately endured the intense pain of her severed limb, attempting to dodge, but found she was completely immobilized.
The power of the Demon Pupil struck once more, fully suppressing the old crone, making the slightest movement a luxury wish.
"It's over." The old crone's face turned ashen, her heart filled with nothing but despair.
With a 'pfft', the Demon Sword came crashing down, splitting the old crone in two from head to toe.
Even as one of the Long-lived Ones, being cleaved in half meant there was no chance of survival.
Six people in the distance witnessed this scene and were all greatly shocked and enraged beyond containment.
The Seven Heroes of True Martial had shared many years of deep camaraderie. Now, seeing the old crone perish, the remaining six were naturally overcome with grief and anger.
