Far away, the five Core Elders and the Sect Master sat together as they drank tea while watching the battle that had just ended. It came as no surprise to them, well... the ending at least, but they hadn't expected Anthony to push all three hundred and five disciples to the brink of death.
"It seems your descendant has killed quite a few million people, Sword Ruler," The Slumbering Storm stated as she brought her cup to her lips.
Nathaniel didn't react as he simply concluded that almost ninety percent of that number was probably Demons alone, which might have been the case for another cultivator, but certainly not Anthony.
The Punisher spoke next. "He is a natural-born predator and punisher. They sought him out to take advantage of him, so he simply showed them the price of what they demanded." He smiled as he loved people like Anthony, those who didn't beat around the bush in battle.
