Trapped outside the Demon Suppression Tower, Ying Yue could do nothing but watch helplessly as Situ Xuanfeng, like a moth to a flame, was toyed with bit by bit by the Celestial Wolf Demon!
In the end, Situ Xuanfeng, left with only his shattered body, chose the most tragic way to die—self-destruction!
Yes, he self-destructed!
Although only his chest and everything above remained, the power of the self-explosion was still incomparable. With a resounding boom, the terrifying shock wave furiously assailed the space inside the ship, the four walls of the ship, and the lava lake, stirring up wave after wave of towering waves!
"Sigh, Daoist Situ, may your journey be peaceful!"
Gazing at the space now completely covered by red lava, Ying Yue fell silent, a thread of inexplicable sorrow rising in his heart.
For the sake of this Celestial Wolf Demon, Mount Shu, after four thousand years, had finally lost its last Daoist Friend. How tragic, how lamentable, how respectable!
