Chapter 5975

Chen Ping’s eyes were icy. He wasted no more words and raised his hand, pointing like a sword as he struck lightly.

Snort.

Zhan Evil’s head shot into the air, while his headless body fell straight down from the sky.

Even in death, that twisted, maniacal smile was still frozen on his face.

The master of the Hall of Evil Paths, a third-rank Immortal Realm powerhouse—Zhan Evil—had fallen!

Silence.

Inside and outside the mountain gate, deathly silence reigned.