The Title Is Mysterious Because I Couldn't Think of One (Asking for Monthly Votes at the End of the Month)

Ever since Jiang Dali left, the abnormal celestial phenomenon had caused a heavy rain to fall over the former battlefield.

The rain washed away Yu Nong's blood, washing over her corpse, which was growing ever paler. No one dared collect it.

Severely wounded, Xiong Ba was like a truly enraged lion and beast, crazed beyond cure. He killed gods when he saw gods, killed Buddhas when he saw Buddhas. Who would dare retrieve Yu Nong's body?

Even the many townspeople of Masi Town were terrified. The fierce man who had arrived like a god on a flaming bird had left, but the many demon-like disciples of the Heavenly Alliance remained where they were.

No one knew whether those wolfish, tiger-like gang disciples would storm into town to vent their fury.

Fortunately, Xiong Ba still had some reservations and a trace of fear. The lightning-fast sword strike that had badly wounded him during the battle revealed the attacker's superb skill and strength. That person was definitely a top swordsman on the same level as him.

There were truly not many such peerless swordsmen in his memory. Yet one of them happened to have a great connection with Unrivaled City, the Heavenly Alliance's present great enemy.

"That person... should not have been Dugu Jian, the Sword Saint of Unrivaled City. If it had been the Sword Saint, how could he have let such a fine opportunity pass? Moreover, I have heard that the Sword Saint is supremely arrogant. Even if such an opportunity were laid before him, he would never strike. He would only fight me openly and fairly. But if it was not the Sword Saint, who was it? This person seemed extremely unwilling to act or reveal his identity, as though he had some unspeakable difficulty?"

Xiong Ba sat upright