"Looks like I'll have to ask you in person..."
Though Lu Bai was speaking to the last death fighter, the one he was really talking to clearly wasn't the man in front of him.
Under Second Young Master Hu's control, the only death fighter left couldn't escape. Terror spread across his face, as if he'd realized his days were numbered.
He was right.
A white spike gathered in Lu Bai's palm once more, and he threw it without hesitation.
Lu Bai had no interest in chatting with the death fighter. Once the man had served as a mouthpiece, he sent him straight to elimination.
[ Ding! ]
[ Points +7, current points: 12, current rank: 1/422 ]
"Uh..."
Staring at the seven fresh corpses, Chang Shengtian stood there in a daze. "Xiaobai, don't you think you're being a little extreme?"
Even Grandmother Wang San hadn't been this bloodthirsty.
"It's fine. I know what I'm doing."
Lu Bai waved a hand, signaling Chang Shengtian to follow him farther up the mountain.
A mountain breeze swept across the summit, carrying away the lingering midday heat.
The white-haired boy, his hair reaching his waist, sat cross-legged on the altar and watched the clouds drift by. He had a distinctly otherworldly air about him.
After Lu Bai had decisively killed those death fighters, the white-haired boy's expression suddenly froze.
What had happened halfway up the mountain made him realize that he'd badly misunderstood why Lu Bai had come.
This wasn't someone coming to rescue people. He'd come to work as an executioner.
What was with this Incense Officer?
He killed Reincarnated Demons even more decisively than a member of the immortal clans.
Since Second Young Master Hu had changed the plan at the last minute, Lu Bai and Chang Shengtian had a