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Rustle, rustle, rustle.
A cold wind swept through, carrying a heavy smell of blood into the air. Wisps of black qi lingered over the torn flesh scattered across the ground, and every spot touched by the living corpse's claws was charred black.
Two middle-aged men emerged from the forest, their boots crunching on fallen leaves with soft rustling sounds. They surveyed the blood-soaked scene without a hint of emotion.
"These people must be from the Nine Nether Sect that just appeared in Lion Valley. Could they be the ones who killed Fourth Uncle?" said the man on the left, frowning as he stared at the living corpse that had been lured away.
"Unlikely. My father's strength had reached the Blood Qi Realm, and with Zhao Hai's toxic arts supporting him, no one short of a cultivator above the second transformation of blood qi could have been their match. Besides, we've never had any conflict with the Nine Nether Sect. They shouldn't have targeted my father," said Zhao Weichuan calmly.
He was Zhao Ziyan's father. After several days without any...
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