"If the Young Master's body cannot be found, I'll ensure every martial artist in Tianhai City joins him in death!"
Murong Feng's face was cold to the extreme.
The killing intent seemed almost tangible, like a demon.
Frightening everyone into a trembling fear.
The surrounding temperature suddenly plummeted.
It wasn't just a feeling.
It genuinely dropped!
This is the terrifying aspect of a martial artist.
The killing intent was cold to the bone.
It could change one's physical sensations.
Qin Ye lay on the ground, utterly terrified.
It was truly too powerful.
Even King Yama might not be a match for this person.
"Qin Ye, take me to see King Yama!"
Murong Feng suddenly said.
"Yes!"
Qin Ye dared not delay.
He led the group to the Tower of Death.
Now the Tower of Death had once again returned to King Yama's hands.
Qin Ye became even more confident than before.
