“The ninety-third photographic jade has arrived.”0

As the voice echoed, another photographic jade landed in Lu Zhongshi’s hand. By now, he was practically numb.0

At first, he would feel chills run down his spine as he watched the gruesome scenes—mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. But the more he saw, the more desensitized he became.0

It had only been a single day, yet this was already the ninety-third photographic jade to arrive. Each one represented the annihilation of a powerful faction.0

Lu Zhongshi was finally bearing witness to the Dragonblood Legion’s terrifying power. They had over seven thousand warriors, each of whom...0