"You... you actually slaughtered innocent people!"
At the sight, Fang Yue was shaken to her core and could not help shouting curses.
Shock, fury, and grief showed uncontrollably on her face. More than the attack on herself, what troubled her was that these opponents before her possessed not a shred of humanity.
Just to deal with her, they had attacked in the middle of a bustling district, destroying more than half the Immortal Delicacies Restaurant outright.
Neither the fleeing crowds nor the ordinary people farther away were spared. A breath of poisonous mist, a stabbing strike-each brought widespread casualties.
She had never before witnessed such ruthless brutality, slaughtering ordinary lives as though they were ants.
Although Fang Yue had run away from home many times, she had also upheld justice, defeating street thugs, highway robbers, and even notorious bandits who murdered and plundered.
But most of those people amounted to little. Their cultivation and strength were far beneath hers, and they posed no threat whatsoever.
The few whose cultivation and strength approached or even surpassed hers were mostly actors found by the Warrior Administration or various aristocratic clans, catering to her tastes and putting on performances to make her happy.
A whole host of Warrior experts also frequently guarded her, keeping a close watch on her movements.
When had she ever encountered such vicious, brutal, utterly inhuman opponents?
"Anyone who gets in our way must die! Fang Yue, we know you consider yourself righteous, always wanting to uphold justice and act on Heaven's behalf. If you don't want these innocent people to die, surrender quietly! Otherwise, we'll stop at nothing to capture you, even if we have to destroy this entire Market District!"
The "Rogue Cultivator" spoke savagely, his voice a mixture of male and female tones.
He clearly knew