The uneventful slaughter soon ended. Of the six youths, including Jilua, not one escaped Blood Spirit's grasp. He killed them all coldly, leaving them in gruesome states!
Such things were commonplace in the Abyss Realm. Even Jiebier, Haimanna, and the third woman showed not the slightest pity. Especially after learning some of what had happened to Blood Spirit's mother, the three women saw nothing wrong with what he had done.
Soon after the killings, Blood Spirit's scarlet skin returned to normal, and the intense smell of blood vanished without a trace. Panting heavily, he looked at the gruesome scene he had created, lowered his head, and wept softly. Compared with his terrifying appearance moments earlier, Blood Spirit now seemed weak and helpless.
As his master, Han Shuo leaped over and landed behind Blood Spirit. He reached out, gently patted his shoulder, and said softly, "Blood for blood. You did nothing wrong. This was your first time killing, so you may have lost control of your emotions a little. But I think that, in time, you'll become numb to it, just like me. Killing will no longer stir even a ripple in your heart."
"Master, I didn't lose control of my emotions over them. I'm crying for my mother. I think that if my mother knew I'd avenged her, she would be comforted..." Blood Spirit looked up at Han Shuo through tear-filled eyes and explained with a somewhat embarrassed smile.
Han Shuo was taken aback, then nodded with a smile. "Good, my dear disciple. I was right about you!"
Blood Spirit's gaze gradually grew resolute. Under Han Shuo's eyes, he said in a low voice, "Jilua and the others' fathers are even more hateful. I won't spare a single one of them!"
"Don't worry. Soon, not one of them will escape