A transparent barrier appeared around Tianmiao, blocking all the black, foul-smelling blood and severed limbs outside.
The others weren't so lucky.
Almost everyone was splattered head to toe, the stench immediately overwhelming.
Master Wuxin also set up a barrier at that moment, but it was a step too late, and some foul black blood splattered onto his clothes.
The Manor Master was the most miserable; he happened to have his mouth open at that time, and so...
As a result, he was there dry heaving.
After gagging, he asked Tianmiao between breaths, "Senior, Senior, is it really okay to just kill this Great Demon like that?"
"Otherwise? It's better to directly resolve the root issue," Tianmiao said leisurely, "Then we just deal with the one working for him."
"But, Senior, you killed him without asking anything," the Manor Master weakly queried.
