Xie Ro's body was split in two. And his cries was heard, his death throes echoed in the whole battlefield.
Wang Ling lost his strength and unconsciousness after seeing Xie Ro take his strongest slash. His lifeblood became thinner and his whole body ached, he was beginning to waver on death's door.
He had laid his life just to kill the person who killed his little sister and on the back of his head, it was all worth it. But he also believed that sacrificing this life for revenge seemed all too familiar. His past was also like this and in this life, it was the same.
His life came full circle even though it was a different one. Oh, how wondrous fate works. Wang Ling drowned in his sorrows and wallowed at the taste of defeat after achieving victory.