Raiding the House! Raid It Ruthlessly!

Wiping out a clan was a thrilling thing, especially when you beat the enemy's strongest fighter to death on their own turf and left the corpse out in the sun for one hundred and eighty days. That truly gave one a feeling of being refreshed in body and spirit.

If the Four Great Ways had previously been dancing at Shen Sanlang's grave, then Duan Yun and Shen Ying were dancing now as well.

And they were dancing right in front of their "own people."

These "own people" could only watch helplessly, and even had to kneel on the ground with apologetic smiles.

It was like sleeping with another man's wife in his own house, while the husband had to wait on the invader and make sure he slept well with his wife. It was simply the utmost humiliation.

Not to mention the masters of Heavenly Human City—even the Heavenly Lords, the servants of those masters, had never suffered such grievances.

Yet they could only endure it.

Endure it properly.

Heavenly Human City appeared detached from the world, yet in the end, it could not escape the human rule that "the fist was power."

There was no helping it. These two devils had bigger fists than theirs, so they could only swallow it for now.

Wiping out a clan was exhilarating, but afterward, there was a hollow feeling from having enjoyed it too much.

There had once been a Hollow Young Master. After killing too many people, he became so hollow that his hollowing turned into kidney deficiency. Yet he still refused to accept it, and in the end, he died hollowed out in bed.

But Duan Yun and Shen Ying quickly freed themselves from that hollow state, because they soon found something else that was quite enjoyable.

That was "raiding