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Xiaoqing took Li Xiaoyao away, yet the scene remained eerily silent, as still as a mourning hall, with no one daring to speak.
"This isn't a dream, is it?" Suddenly, someone uttered this line.
The dozen or so corpses of Da Lin Temple monks, lying sideways, told everyone that this was indeed real.
The mysterious woman had truly instigated a massacre.
Although she did not display her divine might in a battle with six Spirit Condensation Realm experts like Li Xiaoyao, just a casual lift of her hand was enough to deter everyone present.
"That... that woman, who exactly is she?" Li Pingshuang asked with a shocked face, turning to inquire, "Do any of you know?"
Li Yiming shook his head and gave a bitter smile, "I've never seen her before."
"This youngster, even I find him somewhat unfathomable," said Li Pingshuang softly, regaining his calm after the shock and looking over the corpses strewn across Da Lin Temple.
Regardless, Li Xiaoyao had ultimately survived.
"Whoosh!"
