After killing the nine disciples of the Primordial Sacred Land, Xiao Yun's powerful aura gradually receded. The Great Dao Projection behind him vanished as well, and the dazzling golden light returned to his body, no longer flowing with radiance.
Not far away, Tang Yunyun stared at Xiao Yun with a pale face. Her body was somewhat stiff, trembling slightly. For a moment, she did not even dare to speak.
The scene was simply too bloody. Mangled corpses, severed limbs, flesh, and organs lay scattered everywhere, like a hell of slaughter.
And Xiao Yun was the Godslayer of this hell of slaughter, inspiring boundless awe and fear.
Even though Xiao Yun had now returned to his harmless appearance, with a smile still on his face and no killing intent showing, Tang Yunyun was still terribly afraid of him.
Xiao Yun cleaned up the battlefield, removing the storage rings from the nine Primordial Sacred Land disciples before walking over to Tang Yunyun and asking calmly, "What? Do you think I'm cruel?"
His expression was somewhat cold, his gaze slightly sharp as he looked at Tang Yunyun before him.
Tang Yunyun drew a deep breath, then shook her head and said softly, "No. They wanted to kill Senior Brother Xiao. It was only right for Senior Brother Xiao to kill them."
"Let's go. We'll continue on our way!" Hearing this, the chill on Xiao Yun's face immediately vanished, and his beaming smile returned as he led Tang Yunyun away.
Fortunately, Tang Yunyun was not the sort of sanctimonious woman Mu Qianxue was. Otherwise, even if she were his future master's wife's disciple, he would still keep her at arm's length and not bother with her anymore.
As he traveled, Xiao Yun inspected his system.
Among the nine Primordial Sacred Land disciples he had