Zhen Cai Yuan’s head had fallen to the ground.

Plop. It made a light and dull noise once it fell.

It had happened in an instant.

Ju-Heon's team turned pale after seeing the thing on the ground.

How could they not when they saw a round human head?
They couldn't believe what they were seeing.

It had happened extremely quickly, as if someone had dropped a piece of fruit or ripped off the rotten parts of a veggie.

Zhen Cai Yuan’s body soon fell as well.

The entire team was in shock once her body fell onto the sand.

“Unbelievable.”
“That witch is really dead?”

Even Yoo Jaeha, who had ran for his life while bringing the boss mob with him, couldn't believe it.

‘That woman who never died despite everything we tried died so easily?’

It must not be a fake body as even he, an expert when it came to making fake corpses, was shocked.

‘Is it because she hasn’t contracted an Heirloom yet?’

Julian had that thought as he turned toward Ju-Heon.

It was shocking that one of the Four Emperors of the past was butchered in an instant, but Ju-Heon’s strength was even more shocking.

‘He contracted with it in the end.’

Even they couldn’t help but flinch in fear.
He could feel it with his skin even without having Zhuge Kongming's artifact on him.

The black aura surrounding Ju-Heon was now so strong that even civilians could see it.

It seemed to be...