859 Descendants of Emperor Yan, Spirit of the Tree of God

A white flower flashed in the white eye of Nangong Hao, while in the red eye, a trace of blood was continuously spinning.

It was the Blood Offering Illustration!

However, as compared to earlier on, both the white flower and the Blood Offering Illustration were much clearer, as though they were in their real forms.

"Ah!!!" Nangong Hao roared as he raised his Wuwei sword high, traces of blood flowed down the sword like rays of light.

Then, a shocking scene took place.

Instead of approaching Mo Shanshi's hammer as expected, the Wuwei sword stabbed into Nangong Hao's own chest in the speed of lightning.

Spit! Fresh blood was spat out from Nangong Hao's mouth.

This scene undoubtedly shocked the disciples from the various sects. Even the approaching Mo Shanshi was evidently stunned.

"What is Nangong Hao doing?!"

"Committing suicide?"