Liang Hui's lips curled in a smile as he relished the unbridled killing of enemies with his true face revealed.
A cyan glow rose from his body, followed by the deep, muffled sound of toad croaking that echoed throughout the entire jungle.
After about ten minutes passed, the jungle was strewn with floating corpses.
Even the Blood Tiger's beastly body was severed at the waist, lying on the ground without moving again.
In the room, Liang Hui's vacant eyes began to fill with spirit.
He placed the Martial Arts Classics into his storage necklace and lay down on the bed to enter the realm of dreams.
...
In Burntwood City, within a secret room.
A tall but slender figure looked at the paper in their hand, which clearly recorded the events that had just transpired.
"The Tang Family has meddled in this matter," the voice was vague and hoarse, indistinguishable between male and female.
