"The good fortune of the Wenren Family is still to come!"
Wenren Li looked at the members of the Wenren Family being awakened one by one, with a kindly smile on her face.
Indeed, she wanted to resurrect many souls, of course, to prevent widespread slaughter, but at the same time, she also did not forget her own hatred.
She hadn't personally killed Wenren Zhao yet, so how could she easily let go of the Wenren Family?
Unfortunately, when she had the power, she was tripped up by the Ghost Race, and later when she finally could act without concern, the Hand of the Heavens stirred up trouble, leaving her no choice but to put her personal grudges aside and temporarily drop matters with the Wenren Family.
But while she let go with her hands, Wenren Li never let go in her heart.
Unexpectedly, before she could make her move, the Wenren Family was reduced to ashes under the effect of the Hand of the Heavens, not one remained.
