Under the desolate night, the killing aura had yet to fully disperse.
A faint scent of blood lingered in the air, reminding everyone of the life-and-death struggle that had taken place here not long ago.
The cold wind howled as Su Fan stood on the rooftop, letting the night breeze caress him.
Li Guanyun, Wu Yunzhou, as well as Bai Zongze and Yan Zi, all stood behind him.
From this moment on, he had absolute control over Yang City.
In Yang City, he no longer had to fear any enemies from across the globe.
Once, Martial Arts Grandmasters loomed like towering mountains, hovering above him.
Tonight, he had personally led the team to kill two of them.
To any force, a Martial Arts Grandmaster is considered high-end combat power!
The deaths of Zhou Zhengliang and Xu Ting would enrage the Nordic Alliance's Sanctum, as well as Mi He.
But it didn't matter; for the time being, they wouldn't know that Zhou Zhengliang and Xu Ting were dead, much less how they died.
