The dark Heavenly Curtain was torn open with a slit.
Gloomy light continually seeped from that narrow crack.
It was as if the so-called "Netherworld King" gazed down upon the world below through this sliver of light.
"Clink clink…"
Gu Lushen's head landed far away in the snowy ground.
At the moment of his death, he closed his eyes, neither sad nor joyful.
Being killed by Bai Shu, he could at least die with his eyes closed.
Gu Lushen's torso, under the cold wind's blow, burst with scorching breaths as his robe fluttered and frayed like burning ashes… The divine power of the Wine God drifted away with the wind, abandoning the worthless body, and slowly traveled towards the direction of Inner Mausoleum Stone Mountain.
The drifting black robe slowly scattered.
Exposing the decayed flesh.
At the chest of Gu Lushen, a burning scent of blood emanated. Gu Shen approached Bai Shu, looking at this pockmarked and withered shell lacking divine power's blessing.
