Along the way, warriors, household guards, full-fledged gang members, and expert Spirit Tamers alike proved unable to withstand even a single exchange. Fang Qianyuan killed them in passing.
This was the first time Fang Qianyuan had cut loose so completely and slaughtered without restraint. But after his long experience in the Heavenly Dao Alliance and dozens of completed missions, killing was hardly new to him.
Fang Qianyuan understood that this den of thieves might still contain people whose sins were not yet beyond redemption, but not a single one was innocent.
The Blood Demon Gang had plagued Phoenix Forest Ward for years with bloody, brutal methods. Their crimes had long since earned them death.
The most important thing he had learned while serving in the Heavenly Dao Alliance was that the strong needed to shoulder their responsibilities.
He would not lament the passing seasons or moan over imaginary troubles, quibbling over statutes and legal principles.
Strength alone was not enough. The strong also needed the resolve to bear the responsibilities that came with it.
He considered himself strong, stood on the righteous path, and had the recognition of others. That gave him sufficient strength and authority to pass judgment, guiding the world toward righteousness according to his own ideals and methods.
This was a crucial sign that a Wind-Catching Envoy had risen beyond the lower ranks, gaining freedom of action and the authority to make decisions as circumstances demanded.
At this level, his superiors no longer dictated whom he should kill, whom he should spare, or how each person should be dealt with.
His superiors had only told him to kill Luo Zhen and eradicate the Blood Demon Gang. Everything else was his decision.
He himself was the law, the legal principle, and he had sufficient strength and wisdom to