In the blink of an eye, Jiang Bei arrived in Dongba Village.
He looked out and saw that the village roads were littered with corpses, with blood flowing like rivers.
And these corpses were all the bodies of Dongba Village's common folk!
At the sight, Jiang Bei's gaze instantly turned ice-cold.
Then his eyes continued sweeping ahead.
Dozens of Sacred Lotus Sect disciples were scattered everywhere, gathered around several crackling bonfires, tearing into roasted meat and guzzling wine.
Others sat beside a stone mill, scraping the blades in their hands against stones with a harsh rasp.
With Jiang Bei's appearance, the Sacred Lotus Sect disciples noticed him at once and all turned their eyes toward him, glaring at Jiang Bei with hostility.
"Where'd this little brat come from?!"
A burly man with a face full of coarse flesh shot to his feet, pointed the broadsword in his hand straight at Jiang Bei, and barked, "Damn it, crawl back wherever you came from! You think this is somewhere you can stay? Looking to die?"
Jiang Bei turned a deaf ear and strode forward, his steps not slowing in the slightest.
"Fuck! Are you deaf?!"
Seeing himself ignored, the man's face filled with rage, and he was about to step forward.
But Jiang Bei's body suddenly trembled.
Boom!!
A violent, terrifying pressure swept out in an instant.
The saber-wielding man did not even have time to scream before, with a bang, his entire body exploded straight into blood mist, flesh and blood flying everywhere.
In an instant, dead silence fell.
All the Sacred Lotus Sect disciples around them turned deathly pale and looked at Jiang Bei in utter terror.
"Mon... monster!"
"Run! Hurry, run—!"
"Report to the sect master! Quickly!"
Then, without the slightest hesitation, the Sacred Lotus Sect disciples frantically fled