The cry of a blade rippled through the air like wind and thunder as Lin Xun disappeared from the spot.

Plop!

A scholarly middle-aged man suddenly felt a chill at his chest and lowered his head to look, only to find that a bloody hole had appeared at some unknown time.

“You…” The sneer on his face froze as his pupils expanded. He seemed to want to say something, but no longer had any chance to as he fell to the ground and died.

Rumble!

At another corner, one of the higher-ups, who was drinking from his winecup, suddenly widened his eyes in horror. He had seen a hornless ice dragon made from ice and snow coiling its body in the air as it stared at him with indifferent eyes.

“NO—!” Before he could react, his body was smashed to pieces by a claw, causing flesh and blood to splatter everywhere.

“The little doggy has even drawn his blade, does he actually dare to…”

Meanwhile, a middle-aged woman was in the middle of making a sarcastic remark about Lin Xun when what felt like an ancient barbarian bull suddenly rammed into her, shattering her bones and causing an explosion of flesh and blood, instantly killing her.

He had...