"What? Water Mother Yin Ji was killed by Bai Yu Jing, too? He slaughtered everyone in the Divine Water Palace all by himself!" Chu Liuxiang stared at the two people before him in shock. They were Li Yuhan and his wife.
"Good heavens! Water Mother Yin Ji was notorious throughout the martial world. She'd dominated it for decades and struck fear into everyone's heart. I never imagined she'd die so horribly!" Hu Tiehua gaped.
"That's right. He stormed the Divine Water Palace alone and fought Water Mother Yin Ji in a battle so fierce it blotted out the sun and moon and stopped the lake from flowing. It was earth-shaking. In the end, he beat Water Mother Yin Ji into a pool of blood. Not a trace of her body was left." Li Yuhan recounted it in terror, his hands and feet still trembling. A chilling look filled his eyes. "And after killing Yin Ji, he didn't stop. As if he meant to wipe out every last trace of her, he slaughtered every woman in the Divine Water Palace. Hundreds of them. Their blood stained the mountains red."
As he spoke, Li Yuhan and his wife gestured toward Xiong Niangzi nearby. "Back then, he forced this senior to take him to the Divine Water Palace. Now we'll take Young Master Chu there to see for himself."
Chu Liuxiang and the others followed them, and soon reached the mountains where the Divine Water Palace stood. Once a place of breathtaking beauty, like a paradise on earth, it had now become Asura Hell.
Pavilions and palaces had been reduced to heaps of rubble. Ancient trees lay toppled, and desolation hung over everything.
Broken bodies littered the ground, their flesh a mangled mess. Their once-white clothes had turned crimson, and maggots writhed in