"Mortals, oh mortals..."
Qin Jun gazed at the backs of the three people leading the way, his heart filled with emotion.
It was indeed sad that they had offended someone beyond their means due to their lack of insight.
Of course, Qin Jun wouldn't show them any mercy. Who knew how many atrocities these three had committed. Simply by listening to their conversation, he could tell this wasn't their first time.
Nezha was also sneering. A mere yawn from him could leave the three people in front of him without a place to be buried, so he couldn't even get angry at their scheming— he found it hilarious.
And so, Qin Jun and Nezha followed them out of the city.
Along the way, the two didn't interject, instead silently listening to the others' idle talk. It turned out that the heavenly stone had caused quite a stir—every time blood touched the stone or it was struck by a great force, it would unleash an invisible power that blasted the surrounding cultivators to death.
