"How could this be…."
Bai Shijue stared at the masked man and said, "Your leader is no match for me, let alone an amateur kid like you."
The man fell on the river of blood, and his body slowly melted into water, mixing with the river, only leaving his mask that got washed away.
Bai Shijue floated down and grabbed the blood-red mask before getting washed too far into the river. It would be dangerous if someone else found this.
He observed the mask and scoffed, full of mockery, "This is the same mask worn by the leader of the blood art demonic sect. I killed him, but his disciples probably recovered his remains."
"That means you're not completely safe, even in the mortal realm," Pupa said.
