From their faces, he saw pain and pleading,
They were begging Chu Xisheng to spare them, to give them a way out.
But Chu Xisheng remained unmoved, his expression cold as he sheathed the Golden Jade Marriage Sabers.
The moment his long saber entered its sheath, the heads of more than two hundred Sixth Grade Martial Cultivators around the restaurant exploded. Another eighty or so suffered even more pain as their mouths and noses burst with copious amounts of blood.
Chu Xisheng would never show mercy to these people who still harbored Enemy Intent towards him, much less feel pity for those of his own kind who had betrayed them to the Giant Spirit.
That was not benevolence; it was the pity of a foolish woman!
Upon seeing this, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.
It was not because of Chu Xisheng's ruthless temperament, but because of his Sword Intent.
Chu Xisheng's Primordial Spirit Power and Vengeful Blade Intent were already so powerful?
