Cheng Tianhai's blood-red eyes followed the direction of Zuo Songtao's finger toward Xue Wu Ya's heap of remains, so mangled it was barely human.
Even for a Divine Hall Elder like him, accustomed to bloody storms and carnage, the sight made the corner of his eye twitch violently.
Then, his divine sense spread out like a tide in an instant, sweeping over Zuo Songtao and the four people behind him, including Zuo Chenyuan.
Their auras were steady, and their clothes were neat.
There was not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power.
Nor was there even a trace of bloodshed.
These five truly did not look like they had just gone through a bloody battle in which four God Veneres had fallen.
"Could it be... my son truly was not killed by these Zuo Family people?"
Cheng Tianhai pondered inwardly, growing uncertain.
Zuo Songtao was an old fox. His gaze sharpened, instantly catching the flicker of hesitation deep in Cheng Tianhai's eyes. He immediately stepped forward while the iron was hot and said in incomparable grief and indignation:
"This Jiang Bei is wolf-hearted and wild-ambitious, vicious in means, and utterly lawless! First, before the Sacred Hall registration hall, he relied on an Evil Technique to cripple a genius of my Zuo Family and sever one of our future pillars! And now, he has grown so brazen as to tear a Zuo Family Elder into ten thousand pieces, leaving behind such a miserable corpse! He even dared lay such cruel hands upon your treasured son, Elder Cheng! This hatred cannot exist beneath the same sky!"
With his eyes wide in fury, he stared fixedly at Cheng Tianhai. "Elder Cheng, how can our two families possibly leave this vengeance unavenged?! If we let this brute roam free, where would the dignity of our