The figure appeared to have been sent flying after being hit by a massive blade, and it came crashing down like a missile, smashing open a huge crater in the ground. It was so fast that no one could react in time.

“Libationer!” Xie Daoyun exclaimed as she quickly lifted her dress and ran over. She was an academy disciple, so the libationer was an extraordinary person to her.

Zu An and the others hurried over as well. They saw that the clothes on the libationer’s chest were covered in blood and his hair was disheveled. His beard also had blood on it. His eyes were a bit turbid. Right now, he looked like an elder with one foot in the grave, and no longer had his usual carefree and transcendent bearing.

“Libationer, what’s wrong?” Zu An quickly asked.

The libationer opened his eyes. There was a hint of shock in his eyes when he saw them. He quickly said, “You should hurry and leave. The emperor is coming.”

Zu An felt a weight fall in his mind. He asked, “Was it Zhao Han who hurt you like this?”

Yan Xuehen already took her fingers away from his wrist. She shook her head slightly toward the others, confirming that the libationer’s life force was already severed. He was only hanging on by a single breath.

Xie Daoyun was filled with grief. She couldn't help...