Xie lingye's eyes were cold. If he didn't kill these people, he wouldn't be able to quell the anger in his heart.
Even if he killed these people, his anger would still be difficult to dispel.
His mind was filled with images of Hua jingxun jumping off the cliff, her body covered in blood, and her child.
At the thought of this, Xie lingye's entire body emitted a cold aura, which carried a strong wind in the air.
The whistling of the wind made people feel as if it was the dead of winter.
Xie lingye thought that Hua jingxun was still waiting for him, so he did not take too long.
He made sure that no one was allowed to make a move. Then, he stretched out his hand, and with a huge force, he struck down.
Everyone felt a powerful force pressing down on their heads.
Before anyone could react, they were blown to death by this force with a boom.
