The wind at Wangchuan Cliff swept past the blood-stained hem of Su Jinhuan’s robes, carrying the stench of blood. She gazed at the Xuanyuan Sword in her hand as its glow gradually faded, the runes on its blade dissipating like falling stars.
Chen Yue was clearing the battlefield with his men. Broken Demon-Breaking Arrows and the remains of the Black-robed Man lay scattered about, while the air hung heavy with the smell of scorched sulfur.
"Lady Su, we found this on the Ghost-Face Sorcerer Lord."
Chapter 141