From beginning to end, the white-clothed figure did not utter a single word.
Upon arrival, with three consecutive swings of his sword, he beheaded three men.
After that, all it took was a wave of his hand, and over a hundred Sect of True Martial Arts disciples mysteriously died.
Even as he left, it seemed the Sect of True Martial Arts had never noticed his presence.
"So it was the God-Slaying Pavilion..."
"Is this what a God-Slaying Pavilion disciple is like? Merely at the Dragon Vein Realm, yet he possesses such strength?"
"To obliterate those at the Dragon Blood Realm, it's just like slaughtering chickens and butchering dogs!"
"To kill those in the Dragon Blood Realm is so simple, let alone us in the Dragon Vein Realm."
After the white-clothed figure had completely departed, these people finally let out a deep sigh of relief.
The three words "God-Slaying Pavilion" were shrouded in a mystical veil in their hearts.
...
Three days passed.
