As everyone turned into a blood mist, a pretty rain drifted towards the ground below.

Zeng Yin and the others were shocked.

Sword qi moving based on one’s intent?! Killing several hundred Venerables in a single second?! 

Could he be a half-True Saint?!

No…. Is it possible that Huang Xiaolong has managed to bring so many half-True Saints over to work under him?

Huang Xiaolong had no idea about the thoughts that were running through their minds, and he asked, “Did you escape from the Zhuoyuan Holy Gate?”

As she snapped back to reality, tears rolled down Zeng Yin’s face as she spoke about the treatment they had received in the past few years. As the few ladies talked about their experiences, they gnashed their teeth, and it was clear they wanted nothing more than to tear Jiang Tian to piece...