Who knew who played a flute across the heavens, blowing Qiong Hua down to fill the world.
North and south alike, within the Xi River, snow drifted for ten thousand miles.
Upon city walls, inside taverns, in little courtyards amid the fields, everyone raised their heads to the sky, looking toward that terrifying figure.
"Red Stick Demon Butcher... wiped out the Xi River Demon?"
"He actually wiped them out!"
Everyone knew Red Stick Demon Butcher would battle the Xi River Demon, and that battle had been drawing near. But they had not expected it to begin so suddenly and end so quickly.
It had ended in merely a few dozen breaths...
It was far too hasty.
Those were twenty thousand Demon Soldiers, led by the Xi River Fish Woman!
Yet in Red Stick Demon Butcher's hands, they had been more fragile than a nest of ants.
Within the Xi River, the mighty and renowned Demon Soldiers melted away like snowflakes beneath a scorching sun.
That blood-red, terrifying figure stood in the vault of heaven, like a god descended.
Everyone watched that figure with fervor or reverence on their faces.
"If Red Stick Demon Butcher wanted this world, these rivers and mountains, they would be his for the taking!"
"With such strength, even a hundred thousand Wei Long Guards might not be able to block his path!"
"This was the true uncrowned king, the king of martial arts!"
Countless people cried out in shock.
At that moment, all doubts scattered. Those who had still harbored certain thoughts and prepared to crawl through the shadows became open and upright beneath Qi Yuan's overwhelming strength.
Then, the blood-red figure in the sky descended, landing upon a hillside a thousand meters away.
The blood-colored armor vanished, leaving that crimson figure standing amid the snow,