Several days later.
Beneath a gray, hazy sky, a small town stood in silence.
The town was not large and looked no different from any ordinary settlement, yet a faint scent of blood lingered in the air.
Two figures stood outside the town: Su Mo and Gui Mei.
"Your Highness, the Holy Son Palace, Slaughter Town is just ahead," Gui Mei said.
Su Mo gave a slight nod, his calm gaze fixed on the town. "Let's go."
Before long, the two entered the town and arrived before a small tavern.
The tavern doors stood open. Rough voices and the crisp clinking of wine cups came from within, mixed with several unrestrained bursts of laughter.
Su Mo remained expressionless as he stepped inside, with Gui Mei following close behind.
At that moment, a dozen or so people were drinking in the tavern.
A black-clad attendant stood behind the bar as well.
The instant Su Mo entered, the tavern fell silent. Every gaze turned toward him in unison.
At that very moment, Su Mo abruptly summoned his External Soul Bone, the Black Gold Sword Wings.
In the next instant, Sword Feathers shot free from his body.
Countless black-gold Sword Feathers swept toward everyone in the tavern like a torrential downpour.
Every single Sword Feather precisely locked onto a vital point.
Some reacted quickly, summoning their Martial Souls the instant the Sword Feathers came at them to defend themselves.
But the Sword Feathers were far more bizarre than they had imagined.
They traced unbelievable, strange arcs through the air, perfectly bypassing their defenses.
Then came the dull sounds of Sword Feathers piercing flesh.
Within moments, everyone in the tavern had been pierced through by Sword Feathers.
Blood instantly spread across the floor, pooling into a horrifying crimson puddle.
The battle had ended so