Even if such behavior was cruel and bloodthirsty, for the departed spirits of his adoptive parents, his little sister, and his second brother, let alone being cruel and bloodthirsty, he would not hesitate even if it meant becoming a true demon.
Within a radius of a thousand miles, the Hidden Blade Valley had truly become a living hell. One by one, members of the Zhu family were hunted down and killed by Xuan Xiao, their souls gathered into the Soul-Drawing Banner while their corpses were bound to the dragon tendon.
On the ground, a bloody hue gradually reflected upward. The crimson was not thick—after all, this was the blood of fewer than a hundred people—yet from this scarlet color emanated an aura of malice that made one's scalp tingle.
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