Earlier, the experts of the Skyfire Demon Sect had still been drinking and making merry, carefree and at ease.
Yet in the blink of an eye, they had all been reduced to ashes.
When had the villagers of Grass Creek Village ever seen such a scene?
All of them stood there dumbstruck, at a complete loss.
Xue Feng, kneeling on the ground, suddenly raised his head and stared fixedly into the distance.
The setting sun was like blood, and dusk hung heavy.
The young man clad in beast-hide robes sat quietly in a wooden wheelchair, bathed in the evening glow and seeming utterly mysterious.
At his side, Ling Er frowned, a trace of undisguised shock written across her delicate pretty face.
She had likely never imagined that a single Spirit Slaughtering Sword Talisman could possess such terrifying power.
By comparison, Li Changqing was somewhat calmer, though he looked at Su Yi with a complicated gaze.
He knew that Ling Er's trump cards had all come from the handiwork of this mysterious outsider!
"If Your Excellency has the time, come chat with me later."
Su Yi spoke.
Li Changqing's entire body shook, and he nodded.
He realized that the time had indeed come to lay all their cards on the table!
Night descended.
That Demon Flame Purple Moon rose as it always had, hanging high in the night sky.
Inside Ling Er's home.
"Forgive my boldness, but may I ask why Your Excellency recognizes the Little Star Soul Technique?"
Li Changqing cupped his hands in greeting.
Earlier, he had already handled the aftermath, gathering all the spoils left behind by the Skyfire Demon Sect experts, erasing the traces of battle, and warning the villagers not to reveal what had happened today.
Afterward, he had immediately come to pay Su Yi