Tian Qisha’s eyes blazed with fury as he watched many of the Tian Clan’s disciples die. Many of them were his nephews or related to him, but he could only watch as Liu Wuxie slaughtered them. Their blood flowed out, forming a river that stained the white snow red and melted it with its warmth. This created a crimson stream that flowed along the walls on either side.6

The strong stench of blood assaulted everyone’s nostrils, causing them to tremble with fear and almost faint.4

This scene left Wan Rongzhe speechless as his son was amongst the dead. Seeing his son beheaded by Liu Wuxie caused his mind to go blank. He even forgot to be furious and even breathe. But when Wan Rongzhe came to his senses, he couldn’t describe his current emotions, and he could only use vicious words to express his anger as his hair fluttered by the outburst of aura he released. “Liu Wuxie, I’ll tear you into pieces!”1

Wan Rongzhe’s veins bulged as he radiated a terrifying aura of murderous intent, spreading throughout the entire street. As he approached, his aura intensified, causing the corpses on the ground to be flung away.3

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