"No need. You can leave now. Remember, take what happened today to your grave, or you know the consequences." Xuan Jian shook his head.
"As you command." The Head Jailer withdrew respectfully.
Gui Mei reminded him from the side, "You should kill him to silence him. If word of this gets out, the Pope might act against you."
"No need. He's one of our Spirit Hall people, after all. I won't sacrifice them lightly." Xuan Jian shook his head and sighed. "Grandfather Gui, do it. Leave Yu Xiaogang to me. Spare none of the others."
Gui Mei nodded. Nine Soul Rings-two yellow, two purple, and five black-flashed into view. None of them could be seen lighting up. He merely raised his right hand slightly, and countless pitch-black Ghost Claws tore through the air, instantly filling the entire cell.
The prisoners lining up like wolves and tigers had no time even to react. Amid a burst of agonized screams, the pitch-black Ghost Claws tore them to pieces.
As for Yu Xiaogang, he was already drenched in blood. His lower body, covered in blood and mysterious white fluid, was completely bare, making for an indescribably bizarre sight.
Yu Xiaogang lay in the bloody filth piled with countless scraps of flesh and mysterious white fluid, his expression filled with terror and despair.
"Yu Xiaogang, come to think of it, this is our first formal meeting. There was no grudge between us, but despite knowing perfectly well that the Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall are enemies, you still asked about cultivating twin martial souls on Tang San's behalf. I will never allow you to endanger Spirit Hall, much less bully my teacher."
Black light surged in Xuan Jian's left hand, while white light rose from his right. The Black and White Twin Swords