Crack!
Hong Yuan casually snapped the blind fool's neck. His ears twitched as he heard a thunderous rumbling in the stairwell below, shaking even the glazed roof tiles.
A jumble of hurried footsteps rang out as a large force surged up from below.
He could not be bothered to flip down off the roof. He merely turned the Life-Taking Throat-Locking Spear in his hand, sending it plunging down like a startled swan in flight.
The glazed tiles beneath his feet burst open in an instant, curling outward in every direction to reveal a gap large enough for a man to pass through.
His figure flickered. Man and spear as one, Hong Yuan swept down through it.
Only then did the onlookers beneath Dingsheng House, up and down the street, and in the surrounding taverns and teahouses come to their senses. Whether ordinary merchants or people of the martial world, all burst into cries of utter shock.
"Dead! They're all dead!"
"Poison Lady, Ghost Scholar, Iron Ao the Gray-Scale Gang Leader, the Herlian Brothers... every one of them was a formidable figure in the martial world, with outstanding martial arts. And they just died like that?"
"Chen Jiulang was already all but acknowledged as the strongest of the Canal Gang's younger generation. Many renowned martial veterans who saw his skills praised his extraordinary talent, saying he would surely bring his force to Subtlety and become a martial arts grandmaster before thirty. Even he couldn't withstand a single thrust from Hong Yuan?"
A boiling tide of chatter rose. Every martial artist who had witnessed the battle was shaken to the core, disbelief written across their faces.
"So many experts besieged one man, and in that little time, he..." One martial artist trembled so violently in shock that he could no longer hold