"Those two bitches—wasn't it just because someone looked at them one extra time? They actually went and killed Black Crow and the others."
"Looking like that, aren't they just begging to attract attention? Two sows!"
Inside a room somewhere in the small town.
The room was sealed with an array, and quite a few people sat within, their expressions grim and their gazes like those of wolves and jackals.
These people all possessed powerful auras. Every one of them was in the Taiyi Realm.
They were all independent cultivators. Having caused trouble outside and offended sects, they had been forced to flee to a place like this to scrape out a living. Yet because they dared to fight and risk their lives, and were ruthless at heart, they had instead found opportunities here and broken through in one stroke.
Though they had broken through, this group had not left. They had chosen to remain here instead.
Here, there were few people to keep them in check, but without question they all occupied leading positions. They could do as they pleased without having to watch anyone else's expression. Besides, the warrants on their backs would not simply disappear because they had reached the Taiyi Realm. On the contrary, if they went out and those people learned of it, they would likely rack their brains to kill them.
At this moment, several of them were seated, while three Taiyi cultivators dressed in sect uniforms and possessing backing instead knelt some distance away. Their expressions were numb and empty, as though they had been controlled.
"Old Black, what do we do about this?"
"They're fierce dragons crossing the river. Trash like us is naturally no different from ants in their eyes. If they feel like it, they can crush us to death whenever