The scene was nothing short of horrific. This was the bloodiest massacre Liu Wuxie had ever unleashed.0

Even during the Ten Grand Ceremony, where he had cut down disciples from five major sects, the death toll had reached only five hundred.0

But today, he had killed over a thousand cultivators, covering the desolate plains in a thick stench of blood.0

Only a few cultivators at the pinnacle of the Spirit Profound Realm managed to escape with severe injuries. As for the rest, not a single one had survived.0

The ground was littered with corpses—some crushed, some frozen, and some blown to smithereens.0

The four assassins from the Black Plume Pavilion inhaled sharply—they had clearly underestimated Liu Wuxie's combat strength.0

Liu Wuxie had been formidable even before refining the four treasures, but now he had reached an unimaginable height.0

The four felt powerless as regret began to set in. They realized it had been their best chance to kill Liu Wuxie in Heaven-Earth City. They had nearly succeeded until a mysterious substance had enveloped Liu...0