Zique felt a bone-deep chill.
He abruptly turned to look at Cangda and Teacher Sun, who had remained silent all along.
Then he shouted at the leaders of the other planetary factions:
"He's gone mad! Completely mad! Aren't you going to stop him?"
"We still have people on Earth!"
"And your Chandra and Yato Clan compatriots!"
"Are you going to wipe them out too?"
These words finally struck a nerve with the other leaders.
"That's right, Lord Yuanxiang. This is going too far."
"My subordinates are still carrying out undercover missions on Earth."
"If we kill even our own companions, what does that make us?"
Several leaders stepped forward, voicing their opposition to Yuanxiang's decision.
The scene immediately descended into chaos, and the objections grew louder and louder.
However, at that moment, a white afterimage flashed past.
There was no nonsense, no warning, and not even a trace of killing intent leaking out.
Cangda, the Chandra legion commander dressed in white and resembling an elf.
In an instant, he appeared behind the several leaders who had fiercely opposed Yuanxiang.
[Splat—]
The sound of a sharp blade slicing through flesh was especially piercing, even amid the noisy hall.
Blood sprayed out like fountains, staining the golden floor red.
Before the leaders could even scream.
Their heads had already rolled to the ground.
Their faces still bore the righteous indignation from the previous second.
The entire hall was stunned.
Every sound seemed to have been strangled off by an invisible hand.
A deathly silence blanketed the entire central hall.
Cangda had blue hair and golden eyes.
His pointed ears marked him as a Chandra.
The red mark between his brows added an eerie charm.
It was just a shame that half his face was hidden beneath bandages.
He held a bloodstained saber