While Ning Chuan was dealing with the City Guard's interrogation at home, the Blackwater Gang's main headquarters by the Blackwater River had already been reduced to a bloody hell.
Cries of battle, clashing weapons, the death wails of gang members from both sides, and the crackling explosions of burning buildings mingled together, tearing the former order to shreds.
The Osprey Sect's surprise attack had been precise, vicious, and long in the making.
After confirming that Xiao Ran had led the Blackwater Gang's last elite forces into Elm Forest Alley, never to return, Vulture, the Osprey Sect's leader, did not hesitate to mobilize every planted agent they had cultivated over the years. Working from within and without, they launched a fatal strike against the leaderless, hollowed-out Blackwater Gang headquarters in the final moments before dawn!
The Blackwater Gang members left behind had already been like frightened birds. Caught in the sudden assault and without anyone to command them, their defensive formation quickly collapsed.
The remaining gang members either knelt and begged for mercy or fled through hidden routes by land and water, only to be intercepted and slaughtered one by one by Osprey Sect experts waiting in ambush.
Under the firelight, Vulture, the Osprey Sect's leader, resembled a killing god from the netherworld.
Vulture was around fifty, lean and gaunt, with a gleaming bald scalp. Only a ring of gray-white hair stood stiffly at the back of his head like steel needles. He had a hooked nose, sunken eye sockets, and a pair of eyes that gleamed with bloodlust and greed.
The phantom of his Martial Soul, the Ghost-Faced Osprey, flickered behind him, radiating a cold, clammy aura. His Soul Power fluctuations had astonishingly reached the peak of level forty-nine, just one step away from Soul King!
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