The exploding mist of blood left everyone stunned, but only for a thousandth of an instant. That brief restraint instead ignited an even fiercer surge.
"Which Secret Mansion and Grotto-Heaven?"
"Who cares which one? A Secret Mansion and Grotto-Heaven—magic artifacts, secret manuals, spirit pills..."
"Wuzun Hall struck with lethal intent!"
"Bullshit!"
Wuzun Hall was Huayan City's foremost hall. Even Evergreen Gate, wealthy as it was, and Yan Luo Hall, arrogant as it was, ranked beneath it. Tens of thousands of cultivators had gathered under its banner, making it immensely powerful; naturally, quite a few of its cultivators were present here. A shouting match erupted on the spot.
This was a matter of stance. Even though Wuzun Hall's cultivators cursed with plenty of vigor, they had no confidence in their hearts. Could it really be that some big shot in the hall had gained the prize, then gone all the way and done things ruthlessly? Of course, quite a few people thought a step further: if Wuzun Hall alone was being singled out, was there some scheme of killing with a borrowed knife behind it?
Such thoughts were entirely natural, but these people had no chance to ponder them carefully. A piercing howl boomed out from within the mining area. Those closer by felt as if sharp needles were stabbing straight into their brains, and could not help screaming miserably. Some who could not endure it collapsed outright, their bodies convulsing. Even those farther away felt their blood and qi churning, discomfort flooding through them.
Such a Sound Killing Technique was truly fierce and tyrannical.
"Which bastard is randomly unleashing sound ki—"
One foul-mouthed fellow spat on the ground. Then a flash of blood caught the corner of his eye. He whipped around and saw a person beside him raise a