This matter naturally spread to Ruthless Peak.
On Ruthless Peak.
Tang Yi stood bare-chested in the snow, surrounded by countless blood-red maple leaves dancing.
"White Snow Red Maple Sword."
He roared.
Suddenly, the blood-red maple leaves transformed into strands of sword qi, flying forward.
"Congratulations to the Peak Master for mastering White Snow Red Maple Sword."
The many disciples observing from the sidelines wore smiles and congratulated him.
Tang Yi collected his energy, then donned a robe and headed toward Ruthless Hall.
The Ruthless Hall was quite simple, with winds blowing in from all sides.
There was no choice. He had walked out from Buddha Peak with eighteen disciples, establishing his own peak, but without much wealth.
For now, they could only make do.
Tang Yi walked into Ruthless Hall, shook his head slightly at the snowy, wind-swept hall.
The conditions were too poor.
Immediately, his eyes reflected ruthlessness.
