Qing Zhu had released all the monsters from the palace. Hearing the miserable screams from outside, her smile grew even more alluring.
Stepping out of the Black Palace, Qing Zhu and her two companions saw the guards who had been bitten to death by the monsters. Each body was covered in bite marks, some deep enough to expose the gleaming white bone beneath.
The scene was exceptionally gruesome. Gazing at the corpses, Qing Zhu remarked coolly, "That should do it..."
Hearing Qing Zhu, Aunt Lan laughed as well, her smile tinged with an icy chill.
Just then, the guards who should have been dead suddenly began to move. Their eyes were vacant and they could not speak, only letting out low, guttural roars. Upon seeing Qing Zhu and her companions, they charged forward in a frenzy.
However, their Cultivation was far too low. Before they could even get close, Aunt Lan crushed them into dust.
