“Do you think this is enough people to kill all of you?” Xiong Kuohai watched Ji Donglei and Huo Ruyu with a smile that didn’t reach the eye. “If not, don’t worry. There’s more!”0

As soon as Xiong Kuohai said this, a bad feeling suddenly gripped both Ji Donglei and Huo Ruyu. As if on cue, Wei Changhe suddenly pointed a finger at Ji Donglei’s back. It looked like he was drawing a straight line, when in reality it was multiple curved lines that joined together to form a sunset. The world was bright orange as the sun slowly sank into the horizon.0

One did not need a brush to draw a sunset. A finger and a canvas of nothing was enough.0

A sword didn’t always need to be a sword either. The sunset could be a sword. The reddened clouds could be a sword as well.0

Next to Huo Ruyu, a gold ingot suddenly flew out of Gold Ingot’s sleeve. Sitting atop the ingot was a barefooted girl.0

The girl’s whole face was covered in eyeballs. When they opened and closed, they emitted a powerful, impure light that slowed everyone’s...0