Blood-colored light permeated the air, illuminating the pitch-black night sky.
An Yunzi licked his withered lips and let out a bizarre laugh. "None of you are leaving here alive tonight."
In an instant, crimson runes suddenly crowded the void, followed closely by astonishing power that suppressed several figures.
The man who controlled the flames didn't even have time to react before an invisible force crushed him on the spot into a mist of blood. The remaining figures hurriedly conjured their strongest magical treasures and methods to counter the attack, yet their efforts flickered and vanished with the flashing crimson light. Several people perished on the spot in quick succession, and even their souls struggled to escape.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the originally chaotic City Lord's Mansion instantly returned to peace.
An Yunzi shook his head, the blood light behind him slowly retracting into his body. His aura was actually a fraction stronger than it had been just moments before.
"Master!"
At that moment, a voice carrying a sense of urgency rang out, followed closely by a graceful and alluring figure gliding over.
Glancing at the ruined courtyard, Miao Que felt immense shock, but she quickly snapped back to her senses, hurriedly confessing her guilt. "Your disciple fell for a diversion, please punish me, Master."
"It's nothing. Mere remnants of the Blood Infant Sect pose no threat to this seat whatsoever."
An Yunzi raised a hand to wrap around Miao Que's slender waist.
Inhaling the fragrance of the woman's hair before him, he grinned and said, "Leave the other matters to others, let your master vent his anger tonight."
As he spoke, his large hand began to wander across her skin.
Miao Que's delicate body stiffened, but she soon assumed a submissive expression and spoke. "Yes."
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