All of Shigu Flatland instantly fell silent.
Among these cultivators, some fell silent because of his cruel methods, others because of his dazzling Sword-Controlling Technique.
Still others fell silent because he had actually dared to slaughter a Xuanyuan Sect disciple repeatedly before a Xuanyuan Sect elder.
Sheng Nian was also shocked by Song Yan's actions.
Within his sea of consciousness, the Devil Cultivator from High Antiquity laughed wildly without cease. "Hahahahaha..."
"This brat... hahahaha... he's killing me."
Sheng Nian could not help asking, "What are you laughing at?"
"How interesting! After this brat beheaded that woman, he actually turned her head around before putting it back on."
"Hahahaha..."
Sheng Nian did not understand at all.
What exactly was so funny about that?
"..."
He sighed softly.
After turning it over in his mind, perhaps seeing another soul overflowing with demonic nature had triggered some strange resonance.
The tastes of a fiend truly came in all bizarre varieties.
Just as the cultivators were all sunk in astonished silence.
Song Yan moved again.
He walked slowly toward White Bone Mountain.
Passing the Demonic Ape, he casually cut off its head, freeing it from its suffering.
He extended his right hand toward Xiao He, palm up.
"What are you standing around for? Come back."
The little snake still seemed somewhat dazed, but she wriggled forward nonetheless and darted into the sleeve of Song Yan's Daoist robe.
Though the Demonic Ape under his command had been slain, Hu Rifei showed little anger.
His emotions were even much steadier than those of the Yellow Springs Way Devil Cultivator beside him.
He frowned slightly, watching this man without a word.
Inwardly, however, he was recalling the protective ball of light around that little snake.
Why did it look like Lady Bai of Shangtong Mountain...
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