Having gotten the answers he wanted, Zhou Heng raised his sword and brought it down, lopping off the head of that seven-wheel Sunflare Emperor.
The others did not need him to act. The father of the Mystic Yin Body girl had already directed his subordinates to do the job for him. This was a gesture of solidarity—through wind and rain together, advancing and retreating as one with Zhou Heng.
Otherwise, if Zhou Heng wanted to keep the secret and silence them all, what then? Now that they were all in the same boat, he naturally would not leak the secret.
In truth, he was overthinking it. Zhou Heng had never cared whether others knew what he did—if he was afraid, he simply would not do it.
After thanking Zhou Heng profusely and giving him a great heap of Immortal Stones, the girl's father finally departed with his people. So many had died here; no one wished to linger.
Returning to the carriage, Zhou Heng and the others' carriage began to sway forward as well.
"The Lian Family is truly vile!" Ying Mengfan said resentfully. With outsiders present earlier, she had not interrupted in order to uphold Zhou Heng's authority as the head of the household. Now, she could no longer hold herself back.
"Utterly vile! How can there be such despicable people in this world?" Han Yiyao also slammed the table heavily.
It was not just the two of them. Every one of the women was filled with righteous indignation. They actually used women as cultivation cauldrons! How could there be such a disgusting family, raising women like pigs and slaughtering them once they had "matured"!
They wore nothing but human skin!
"We can't let them off!" Everyone reached a consensus.
Zhou Heng nodded. "Withered Ram City isn't far from