"Someone has finally died at Fan Zhongkun's hands." Huang Xiao was not surprised by what he saw. He had already foreseen this outcome; it had only been a matter of time.
The death of one elder meant that more elders would find death impossible to escape.
Killing intent surged across Fan Zhongkun's face. He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed. "So this is all you amount to! Void Martial Realm experts? Elders of the Heavenly Evil Sect? You're all bullshit before me! Today, I'll slaughter every last one of you. You want to seize Inugami? What a fool's dream!"
The elders of the Heavenly Evil Sect involuntarily retreated several steps. Their situation had now become dire.
Linghu Xiang gnashed his teeth in fury at the sight, but his fury could accomplish nothing.
Even knowing that all the elders ahead would truly meet their deaths here if this dragged on, he could not call them back.
At this point, there was no turning back.
The sounds of fighting outside grew louder and louder. Linghu Xiang knew those people would soon break through.
Just then, someone hurried over from outside.
It was a Half-Step Martial Realm disciple. He approached Linghu Xiang and said respectfully, "Elder Linghu, Lord Han sent this disciple to ask whether Tiger Wing has been secured."
In fact, as he ran over, he had also noticed the situation deep within the mist. It greatly surprised him, for he saw his sect's elders fighting someone, and from that person's appearance, he recognized him-it was actually Fan Zhongkun.
Although he did not know what was going on or how Fan Zhongkun had appeared here, was this not wonderful news for their Heavenly Evil Sect?
Of course, he had not seen Fan Zhongkun personally slay an elder,