"Witch God? Humph. Even if your Witch God wasn't seeking me out, I would go find him anyway. Today, I've destroyed this ancestral temple; someday, I'll kill him directly! It's such a joke that you, supposedly cultivators, willingly deem people as gods. How ignorant."
Under the raging flames, Xiao Qiang's face was icy cold. He glanced around at everyone; those offspring from the Miao Region were all lowering their heads, unable to meet Xiao Qiang's gaze.
A moment ago, this ancestral temple was still filled with malevolence, serving as the most important building in the Miao Region. But now, it was engulfed in a sea of fire, and the crackling sounds of burning deeply pierced the hearts of the people from the Miao Region.
Many passionate Miao people had charged forward, only for Xiao Qiang to shake his head and slash his sword. The terrifying blade energy directly cut a one-hundred-meter-long and two-meter-deep crevice in the earth. These people fell to the ground.
