The entire area fell silent.

Qing Luo was bathed in blood, and he carried the two halves of Ying Que’s corpse. Chu Xiu and the other demonic cultivators stared at him, so stunned that their scalps went numb. Many of them shuddered.

They were demonic cultivators, and they were fearless adherents of the path of slaughter.

Yet now, watching Qing Luo, they felt like a little monster before a much bigger, scarier monster. They’d never felt this way before.

The young man tearing a Spiritual Incarnation Realm yao cultivator limb from limb was the true demon here!

Meanwhile, within the ruins of the Immortals’ Sword House.

The blood drained from Ning Sihua’s face, and deep self-recrimination rose within her heart.

She could have used the Heaven-Sealing Formation of the Nine Absolutes to save Ying Que’s life, but when Chu Xiu threatened Wen Lingxue’s parents, she held back for fear of hurting the hostages.

In the end, she missed her chance to save Ying Que.

Cha Jin’s fists silently clenched. She was both enraged and grief-stricken.

“Why did this happen…. Why….?” Pain filled Wen Lingxue’s beautiful face.

Ying Que and her parents’ lives had both been at risk.

Although her parents...