Chu Mu had no idea how long the slaughter had lasted.
He only knew that amidst the surging tide of people, he had swung his blade as he pleased, one strike after another. As his Sword Intent erupted, flashes of light from his blade were followed by fountains of blood.
Blood stained everything, bodies piled up, and the wide street had turned into a river of blood.
Xu Changqing had long since woken up. However, it was clear that for a Cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Realm, the price for unleashing that sword strike—whatever the method—had been steep.
Even though he was awake, Xu Changqing remained under the protection of several Longevity Sect disciples, taking no part in the bloody slaughter.
In the sky, the battle between Golden Cores was still raging. The Demon Cultivator was formidable. Despite being severely injured, he was not at a disadvantage, managing to fight a Late Stage Golden Core expert to a standstill with just his fists and palms.
"Die!"
