Translator: Aran

  The wind was soughing.

  An Immortal Step boundary martial arts overlord had fallen just like that.

  The countless petals falling on the Storm Platform were like a flurry of snow.

  Liu Xuezong's body had turned into tens of thousands of petals.

  On the Nangong family's floating peak, the look of astonishment in Nangong Jue's eyes very soon faded.

  He whispered a few words to an elder behind him, then when he turned back around there was ..