"Yang... has perished!"
Jiang Tianming had not yet had the chance to rejoice over the death of a formidable enemy when Mingling brought distressing news!
Jiang Tianming took a deep breath, his complexion extremely unsightly, and asked, "Junior Brother, how did you come to be in such a sorry state?"
In fact, when Jiang Tianming arrived and saw Yang's wounds, he knew that his life would not last much longer; a sword slash had torn open his belly, even churning his internal organs into shreds.
Unless there was a fourth-grade Spirit Pill of Flesh Regeneration, there was no possible way to survive, thus he was already mentally prepared.
"Senior Brother, did you not notice that Yu Qing doesn't have his Lifebound Spirit Sword with him?"
Mingling said with a bitter smile, "He hid the Lifebound Spirit Sword within the Sword Qi. If it weren't for the fact that I am an Artifact Refiner and had several Defensive Treasures in hand, I fear..."