"You...." Ning Ruofei wanted to speak, but with his heart already removed, he had lost the strength to talk.
He tried to say something else, but his body suddenly swelled up and within a second, it exploded like a balloon.
Boom!!
His entire body burst into countless wisps of black smoke, dispersing into the air.
This black smoke didn't fly away; instead, it, along with all the surrounding locusts, converged into a single point above the Taoist Temple.
Hiss.
Numerous locusts turned into strips of black smoke, frantically merging into this point in mid-air.
Qing Huang raised his head slightly in surprise, squinting as he looked toward the sky.
"You all should leave here first," he said.
In front of him, Yu Mo, Yu Hen, and the others were still holding up the array barrier, completely unharmed.
Clearly, everything that just happened was merely an illusion from Ning Ruofei's last moments of consciousness.
