Everyone emerged from underground with grim expressions. The memory of the relieved looks on the Blood Slaves' faces as they died filled their minds, and their hatred for the Blood Nether Association surged to an extreme.
"Let's go. We should find your companion."
Following the lingering aura and the trail of battle, the group was soon overcome with shock. The path was drenched in blood, a testament to the brutality of the fight!
"Gods, this was really done by a single Sky-Controlling Martial Artist."
"To accomplish this much while being hunted by a King... it's terrifying!"
"They nearly destroyed this entire mountain range."
"How did he manage it? This is just unbelievable."
Soon after, the handsome middle-aged man and the others reached a part of the forest where the destruction was far greater than anywhere else. They gulped, staring at the aftermath of the battle. 'Gods, don't tell me two Kings fought here!'
