Asuras were a great tonic for him. If something like that truly existed, it would be wonderful!
"Fine. Lead the way!"
Seeing Nie Yun brimming with interest and not shrinking back because of the Asuras, Deng Xiao shook her head and glanced at Nangong Xiao.
"Yes!" Nangong Xiao walked ahead.
After leaving, they encountered several true disciples. Intimidated by his authority, none dared ask any questions. Nothing unexpected happened along the way, and Xiawu Hall soon appeared before them.
This great hall stood right beside the ** Sect's Punishment Hall. Before they even approached it, they could see violent Killing Intent surging out from within, blanketing the sky and blotting out the sun with an aura that filled people with terror.
The Punishment Hall dealt in punishment, while Xiawu Hall imprisoned criminals. Both were the most solemn places of slaughter in the ** Sect. Over the years, they had accumulated countless wronged souls and Killing Intent. People of low cultivation would not even need to enter to save someone—their knees would probably go weak the moment they approached, leaving them unable to take another step.
Even Deng Xiao's expression turned unpleasant when they reached it. Her delicate body trembled lightly, and she shivered uncontrollably as terror rose from the depths of her heart.
"It's alright!"
Just as she felt helpless and unable to continue forward, a clear voice suddenly sounded beside her ear. It was as though that voice had planted light within her heart in an instant, shredding every gloomy aura.
"Thank you!"
She knew that the youth before her had used some method to dispel the panic and fear within her. She nodded gratefully.
"Who goes there?"
The three quickly entered Xiawu Hall. They had not gone far when several ** disciples darted out from one side and