Yet Xu Xing did not continue the slaughter.
He merely had the children he had brought back settled in and the bodies of Jie and the most senior elder dealt with.
No one dared defy him. They could only do as ordered.
Afterward, Xu Xing directly took over Jie's residence and began nursing his injuries.
The injuries inflicted by the Willow Wraith Tree were manageable enough. Though he had taken a risky hit from Yin at the end, they were still simple to treat.
What mattered most was the full-force strike of his Annihilation Sword.
His condition had already been unstable, and unleashing that sword strike had dealt immense damage to his body.
This recuperation lasted two days.
During that time, the elders were on tenterhooks, terrified that they too would follow their leader Jie and the other elder down the same road.
Especially after scouts returned with confirmation that the ancestral tree of the Willow Wraith Clan had been slain, that unease reached its peak.
That had been at the peak of the Nurturing Self realm!
And yet it had been killed by this mysterious man from who knew where.
Did that not mean he, too, was in the Nurturing Self realm?
Once they realized this, something other than fear began to stir within them.
The Human Race...
Could they also reach the Nurturing Self realm?
Noon.
Xu Xing pushed open the door and emerged from Jie's stone house.
His face was still pale, and he looked exceedingly frail.
Yet the elders watching this side all felt their hearts jolt and hurriedly lowered their heads.
The atmosphere in the settlement instantly grew much more oppressive.
However, the little girl in red standing before a stone platform not far away had her eyes light up. She trotted over