In that battle, blood flowed like rivers, staining Miwu Mountain red, with fresh blood wantonly splattering in the air, an awe-inspiring sight.
How could one not fear such a demon?
Ye Qingfeng, however, paid them no heed, turning around to walk towards Ling Yanchen's mother. The mother turned pale with fright at the sight of this God of Kill approaching.
"You, you don't come closer, don't kill me!" Ling Yanchen's mother said with a trembling voice.
"They're not gods, you can go home now," Ye Qingfeng said flatly.
"I, I understand, I'll go back right away, I won't believe in these things anymore," Ling Yanchen's mother nodded repeatedly, not daring to resist, "In this world, there really are no gods."
"No, there are gods in this world," Ye Qingfeng replied calmly and indifferently, "but they're not them."
"Senior, you came to our Moon Worship Sect just for this woman?" the Red Robe Sect Leader couldn't help but ask.
"Is there a problem?"
Yes!
Of course there's a problem!
