Green mountains as beautiful as a painting come alive; a creation birthed by the brush of nature.
Inside the courtyard, the ground was littered with dozens of corpses, while outside, Tian Qingfeng and the other School of Blue Jade disciples were gathered together, each of them more horrified than the next as they looked at Miao Yi, afraid of being next in line on his slaughter list. They didn't stand a chance of surviving against that transcendent artifact in his hand.
