Divine Ancestor Driedtree’s head rolled on the ground with his eyes wide open. It was still blinking during the rolling process.

Even at the moment of death, he didn’t understand what transpired. He had some power from a treefather, yet he couldn’t resist the slash at all from decapitating him.

It was confusion about the sword’s power. It cut down everything of his; his vitality, power, and cultivation.

There were too many questions at the moment of his demise, an end without closure.

“Poof!” When his eyes closed, the severed neck finally squirted out blood up high like a spring as the headless body fell straight down.

In the next second, Heaven Spirit fell into a deathly silence. All existences felt suffocated....