"This is Iron Blood Sect territory. Stay away if you have no business here."
"Get lost, get lost!"
As Tang Ya approached, the disciples guarding the Iron Blood Sect's entrance waved impatiently, trying to drive her away.
"I'm not some idle passerby."
"I'm here for revenge. Today, everyone in the Iron Blood Sect will die!"
As the word "die" rang out, Tang Ya abruptly spread both arms. Countless thick, blue-black vines instantly surged forth like savage tentacles. At the same time, four Soul Rings swiftly rose from beneath her feet.
"You!"
"How dare you!"
The two disciples at the Iron Blood Sect's entrance clearly hadn't expected Tang Ya to dare attack in broad daylight.
By the time they tried to fight back, it was already too late.
The Blue Silver Grass pierced their chests like spikes.
Their vitality drained away rapidly, flowing along the Blue Silver Grass into Tang Ya's body.
Tang Ya grew stronger as a result.
In just two breaths, the two men had become shriveled corpses, a horrifying sight.
Tang Ya looked up at the Iron Blood Sect's enormous signboard. With a casual flick, she sent a Blue Silver Grass vine whipping out and snapped it in two.
"The Iron Blood Sect?"
"After today, it will cease to exist."
With that, she strode into the Iron Blood Sect.
The sect's disciples had also noticed something was wrong.
Once Tang Ya entered the Iron Blood Sect, she saw thirty to fifty disciples wearing the sect's uniforms rushing toward her.
Farther away, hurried footsteps and shouts rang out.
Though the Iron Blood Sect wasn't large, it still had over two hundred disciples.
Yet.
Tang Ya showed no fear whatsoever. There was even a faint gleam of excitement in her eyes.
She seemed to enjoy the feeling of slaughter.