Chu Zifeng and Ming Tianheng brought over the ten others, all except Fu Yuheng.
Huo Yunjiao just held Qin Ruan's hand like that, executing one after another. The thunderous roars outside the small building were deafeningly close, threatening to demolish it at any moment.
In the carpeted living room, large pools of blood formed beneath each corpse, filling the air with a thick, nauseating stench of gore.
From start to finish, Qin Ruan had no power to resist under Huo Yunjiao's control.
Her movements were stiff as she plunged the glowing sword into the chest of one stranger after another, bearing witness to the death throes of those who had inherited the Witch Ancestor's legacy.
It wasn't until Fu Yuheng, wearing a smile, stepped forward that Qin Ruan finally started to resist.
She retreated with the glowing sword in her hand, and forcefully interjected, "Third Master, enough, don't kill him."
