At the junction of Ghost Cry Peak, Great Cui Peak, and Bai Peak.
Thud!
A heavy, muffled sound rose from the forest. Three headless bodies slowly toppled to the ground, vivid blood gushing madly from their necks like fountains.
But the blood quickly took on a layer of black.
As the black blood touched the bodies, the three corpses melted at a visible rate. In just a few breaths, the mangled flesh had melted away completely, leaving only pools of black filth seeping into the earth.
A light breeze passed through, dispersing the stench that hung in the air and restoring everything to how it had been at the beginning.
The glow at Lin Sheng's fingertips faded as his gaze settled on the only person left besides himself.
"Those were direct descendants of the Fang Family. You... you actually dared to kill them. Are you trying to start a war between the Seven Forms Sect and the Fang Family?!"
When he saw the other man looking at him, panic appeared on Wang Hai's face, and he instinctively retreated several steps.
He had thought he had escaped with his life and that this trip had been a close call without real danger. Yet the moment he relaxed, he saw the other man appear before them. Before they could react, the heads of Fang Huajie's three Fang Family men had exploded, and they were dead beyond any doubt.
It had happened too quickly. There had been no room to turn things around.
He instinctively blurted out a threat, but regretted it as soon as the words left his mouth. If this man could kill so recklessly, how could he possibly fear a threat from him?
And reality was exactly as he had expected. The instant his words fell, his body flew away