"Having said that, before the Heart Devouring Elder could react, Xue An's hand that was clutching his neck suddenly tightened."
There was a crisp snap.
The Heart Devouring Elder's neck was crushed, and his head rolled off.
However, the Heart Devouring Elder had been a Golden Immortal for a thousand years and naturally would not die so easily.
Even with his head severed, his body still stood tall, attempting to counterattack.
But the next second, Xue An let out a breath and coldly shouted, "Perish!"
Boom.
The Heart Devouring Elder's body, along with the severed head, trembled violently before gradually turning into dust, scattering away.
At the same time, a stream of demonic light shot out, attempting to flee.
"Trying to run?"
As he spoke, Xue An reached out his hand, plunging it into the void.
That stream of demonic light was none other than the Heart Devouring Elder's soul.