He was a god of slaughter, with battle prestige that terrified the entire Xiangjiang, making people shudder even many years later at the mere mention of his name.
He was none other than Ye Ling, who almost destroyed all the noble houses of Xiangjiang simply because the He Family had not kept their word, or perhaps, had taken his words for nothing but the wind blowing past their ears.
The second man died, and Ye Ling descended like the Grim Reaper, with no one able to escape his killing intent, unless you were a god!
Even were you a god, Ye Ling would roll up his sleeves, fiercely drag you into the fray, and with three drops of blood spilled, he dared to send Divine Spirits to hell, down to the Yellow Springs.
"No! Young Master Ye, spare us, we promise not to oppose you anymore, we can even help you slay all of the He Family and the Zheng Family, everyone indeed!"
