His vision was blurred.
Shen Li's voice was hoarse, and he murmured in confusion, "Brother... Zou?"
The response was a very light "bang".
A head wrapped in a damaged crane robe was tossed over.
Zou He's head had been severed at the neck.
On the snow, it rolled, marking a dry, crimson streak of blood.
Xu Yan's hands were covered in fresh blood.
He walked out of the wind and snow, saying softly, "Your brother is right here."
Shen Li's complexion turned ashen.
"How... could this... be possible..."
He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Brother Zou's strength was that of the Deep Sea Tenth Layer... a fourth-stage Transcendent.
"Nothing is impossible."
Xu Yan let out a long breath, visibly tired from killing Zou He, and a delicate, long chain slipped from his hanging fingers, with a small token tied at the end.
Shen Li was bewildered.
He could barely make out the image on that token.
It was a bunch of grapes entwined with vines.
