At the very same time Lin Mo and Wu Zheng were talking.
In a collapsed, shattered valley roughly six hundred li from Pill King City.
Wu Liu stood in purple robes. She had long since put aside the Golden Crutch she usually leaned on and instead gripped a sharp Dao Sword that gleamed with cold light, her eyes fierce with murderous intent.
Behind her, nearly every one of the dozens of Golden Core True Lords from the Eight Great Households was wounded. Two had slumped to the ground, their pale faces gradually regaining color.
They had suffered wounds of varying severity in the earlier battle and had already taken medicinal pills. The medicine simply needed time to take effect; clearly, none of their lives were in danger.
Not far in front of them, hundreds of Longevity Valley disciples knelt on the ground, their faces filled with terror.
Many of them had no idea that Longevity Valley belonged to the Tai Sui Gate. They had merely come seeking its reputation after its rise, and had never committed any vicious deeds that defied heaven and human decency.
Yet Wu Liu and the others seemed to have no intention of sparing them. Their grips on their Dao Swords tightened, and their murderous intent grew ever heavier!
"Stop hesitating."
Wu Pingdao stood beside Wu Liu, his voice low. "There may be innocent people among them, but who would willingly admit to being a Tai Sui Gate Fiend?"
"In my opinion, better to kill the wrong person than let one escape. Soul searching could certainly prevent us from killing innocents, but it consumes too much Divine Sense. Better to cut through this tangled knot with a swift blade and eliminate future trouble!"
Wu Liu remained silent.
After a moment's thought, she slowly put away her