Bodies were strewn everywhere.
Blood flowed along the courtyard floor into the drainage ditch, trickling like a stream.
Gu Jinlai, having reverted from his Great Sun True Demon form, sat on the stone steps at the entrance of the inner courtyard, quietly basking in the sun.
The two-meter-long giant sword leaned against a nearby house pillar, flashing a cold metallic luster.
The afternoon sun was no longer as intense and scorching as it had been at noon, rather, it felt refreshingly cool on the skin.
There he sat on the stone steps, resting his chin in his hand, his expression carrying an indescribable peace and tranquility.
"My nature to be a good person has never changed."
Gu Jinlai "looked" at the more intensely red light of Karma on his Spirit World's consciousness.
Thirteen layers.
"Whether or not I am shackled by Karma, this goal will not change."
He said to himself inwardly.
