The Kui Clan had lost more than half its members in an instant.
The slaughter had been completely one-sided. Wherever Heavenly Fire passed, not a single Kui Clan member survived. No matter how they fled, they could not escape the fate of being reduced to ashes.
Ye Jinghong could not bear to watch any longer. She asked if I truly intended to wipe out the Kui Clan.
A ghost clan like this had survived from ancient times until now; perhaps that was the will of Heaven. Would it not be too cruel to exterminate them like this?
I looked at her and asked with a smile, "Weren't you the one who first wanted to wipe them out? What, do you pity them now?" As I spoke, I looked into the distance. The Kui Clan had already lost nearly half its people.
Yet Heavenly Fire still raged, showing no sign of leaving them any way out.
Ye Jinghong sighed. "Stop. This is enough. After all, the truly evil ones were only Great Kui and a few others. The worst one that night was the doctor who incited, manipulated, and used them. Most of the Kui Clan is innocent."
I could not help recalling the looks those Kui Clan members had given us when we entered the village. They had clearly regarded us as food, as though they could not wait to swallow us whole and fill their bellies.
I still felt uneasy. If we had not possessed some skill, what would have become of us? The thought sent a chill through my heart.
"That is their way of survival. You cannot expect ghost clans to be like us humans. It is like visiting a primitive tribe in Africa—they also eat raw meat and drink blood, and under extreme circumstances, they may