The atmosphere on site was overwhelmingly silent.
Only the sound of blood gushing could be heard.
Whether it was Geng Biao, Wu Qiankun, or the other elder,
or the two fair-skinned and beautiful women, a thick layer of goosebumps rose on their skin.
The scene that had just unfolded was too baffling for them, something that ordinary people could hardly understand.
Just when everyone had not yet reacted,
Xu Wendong picked up a tissue from the table and collected the Thousand-Year Silkworm Thread. It wasn't until they saw the blood appearing out of nowhere on the tissue that they realized he had used the tiny thread to decapitate the elder earlier.
This kind of technique was not something a mortal could possess.
Even a First-rate Master might not be able to achieve it.
"Since Mister Xu wants Wu Qiankun's life, it shall be as you wish." Geng Biao forced a smile, initially thinking little of Xu Wendong, but now, Xu Wendong's prowess astonished him.
