The several hundred disciples of the Stony Sect in the valley had met with utter disaster.
In less than two hours, Xu Luo had slaughtered nearly every last one of them.
Originally, Xu Luo hadn't wanted to be so bloody, but the scenes he witnessed had sent him into a towering rage. This was a sect rotten to its very core. From the old to the young, from men to women, not a single one of them was a good person!
Perhaps a few had been killed by mistake, but Xu Luo felt no regret. Anyone from a sect like this would surely become a scourge upon the secular world.
A mountain breeze blew past, carrying the faint scent of blood out of the valley.
The women Xu Luo had freed from the dungeons all stood there, dazed and numb. Staring at the scene before them, the more timid ones fainted from sheer terror.
