Su Fan stood silently in the depths of the Blood Robe Tower's headquarters grotto, the dense stench of blood still churning between the rock walls.
The aftershock of that earth-shaking bloody battle had yet to fade. Corpses and shattered magical artifacts strewn across the ground showed that not a single living soul remained.
More than ten Deity Transformation Stage old monsters had fallen by his hand. Even their Yin Gods had been utterly crushed, leaving them truly annihilated in body and soul.
As for the several hundred organizational core members and most elite assassins of the Blood Robe Tower, they naturally had not escaped this calamity either.
At this point, the Blood Robe Tower, an assassin organization that had run rampant across the Great World for many years, had effectively ceased to exist.
Although quite a number of assassins, as well as peripheral personnel responsible for intelligence and logistics, were still scattered throughout the Great World,
once Su Fan had uprooted the headquarters, what remained was merely loose sand without a leader, no longer capable of posing the slightest threat to him.
That was because this grotto was the heart of the Blood Robe Tower. All assassination orders were issued from here. Now that the heart had stopped, the entire organization had become a paralyzed shell.
Su Fan stood with his hands behind his back in the enormous hall at the center of the grotto.
With Manager Yusheng's help, Sister Zhen, Yaksha, and the others were leading the Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals under their command in ransacking the Blood Robe Tower's headquarters grotto.
Although the Blood Robe Tower was merely an insignificant assassin organization in the Great World, it had been passed down for tens of thousands of years and possessed extremely deep foundations.
Although the Blood Robe Tower