Battlefield.
Tian Yi's right hand flicked down.
Eleven parts of Luo Xue's body, splattered with blood along with the sound of the Heavenly Dao zither.
Millions of miles away, "Luo Bu" wore an amused expression, neither hurried nor slow in approach.
Above the black sky, four eyes watched indifferently at everything happening below.
To Luo Shang, everything seemed normal.
But amidst the normalcy, he felt something strange, though unknown from where it originated.
Tian Yi's extraordinary strength?
No.
Unless it was a monster like Xie Tian, he could ignore the rest.
Luo Xue's performance, caught in crisis, was too disgraceful?
No.
Luo Xue's performance over the years had already been shameful.
So even if Luo Xue died, he wouldn't be saddened, and the second Evil Star Rakshasa with the bestowed blood letter would soon appear.
Excluding those two, the source of the strangeness was Luo Bu.
