As I spoke, I quickly put away the Witch-Pattern Lamp.
Hass, the high priest of the Tatar Black Shamans, held a status as lofty as Song Mingyu, the revered master of the Great Vietnam Court.
Everyone jumped down from the highway and ran toward Master and Master Jade Soul.
"Brother Jiang, we really hit it big this time! We came to destroy a stronghold, but we actually took down Hass, the Tatar high priest."
Zhang Yuchen spoke beside me.
Excitement showed on my face as well. "Exactly. But now I've finally let out this pent-up anger."
"Pent-up anger? The anger from that mindscape?"
"Exactly."
With that, I picked up my pace again.
They had run more than three hundred meters, far off in our field of vision.
But for people like us, it only took a moment.
When I arrived before Master and Master Jade Soul, I discovered that Hass was still alive.
Master was savagely kicking Hass...
As he kicked, he cursed, "Fuck, fuck your mother! You think you can come whenever you want and leave whenever you want? Didn't you fucking say you'd make sure I died without a burial place and seal me forever in some Black Abyss? Fuck..."
Hass could only scream miserably, "Aah! Aah! Aah!" It was clear that both his arms and thighs had been broken.
His entire body was covered in blood, and even his nose had been smashed.
Besides that, the one-eyed wolf demon's soul had been nailed to the highway by Master Jade Soul's Peachwood Sword, lying there completely motionless.
As for the one-eyed wolf demon's physical body, it had been beaten into a mangled mess.
There was a huge hole in its abdomen.
I slowed down and walked forward. "Master, Senior Jade Soul."
I greeted them.
Seeing our group catch