The journey south had been fraught with danger, yet ended without mishap.
Only afterward did Yin Yan realize just what kind of terrifying existence the youth she followed truly was.
To most Gods and Devils underlings, the Faceless Jade Sovereign was nearly invincible!
Disciples of Second-rate Evil Gods like Yin Yan of the Yinli Tiger Clan could indeed defeat external enemies, but it took considerable effort. One misstep, and the outcome would be death and destruction.
Ultimately, on the Heaven Realm Battlefield, the gods-and-devils factions capable of defeating external enemies were few.
But Lu Ran—
Two saber strikes!
Three at most!
The Faceless Jade Sovereign would shatter and vanish between heaven and earth.
Precise and ruthless, sharp enough to make one shudder in terror.
Whenever Yin Yan thought she understood Lu Ran's strength, his clean, decisive slaughter would once again break through the limits of her understanding.
One saber, one sword, one man.
There were no flashy techniques, only pure slaughter.
Yin Yan gradually understood why her beloved held the Cloud Sea Sect's sect leader in such reverence.
She had not been fortunate enough to witness Qiao Wanjun's peerless elegance firsthand, but in Sect Leader Qiao's son, Yin Yan seemed to see the shadow of a god.
A newly risen god.
A Human God who wielded slaughter.
Yet this God of Slaughter was not violently unrestrained. On the contrary, he was somewhat... well, mild-tempered?
Yes. His strength was never displayed in his words, nor in his attitude toward subordinates. It was displayed only in the butcher's blade he raised against his enemies.
Yin Yan was somewhat dazed as well.
She had worshiped the Evil God Yinli Tiger for many years. She understood well that accompanying the King is like accompanying a tiger, and she had long grown accustomed to humiliation,