Before the voice had fallen.
A cold light flashed, and a dagger plunged suddenly into Wilson's palm, nailing it firmly to the ground.
The intense pain made Wilson scream miserably.
Selina held the handle of the dagger, slowly turning it.
With each turn, Wilson shuddered from the pain, and Selina's laughter grew all the more maniacal.
"The torment you bestowed upon me, this time, I shall return it tenfold!" Selina said calmly, yet the deep-seated hatred in her words sent shivers down one's spine.
The remaining members of the Blood Clan roared angrily and charged forward in unison, attempting to rescue Wilson.
Boom.
As they rushed forward, countless pure white flames trapped them firmly within.
Xue An's gaze flickered, and he spoke indifferently, "Don't rush, let's take it one by one!"
With those words, the flames devoured all the members of the Blood Clan.
