Lingxiao's voice was like ice from Jiuyou, his figure shifting into a bloody flash as he moved through the hall. With every claw he swung, a disciple of the Blood God Sect dissolved into a mist of blood. Some tried to flee, only to have their path blocked by four dragon souls; others knelt and begged for mercy, only to be met with a merciless, fatal strike.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The sounds of bursting echoed one after another, and the entire Heavenly Palace hall seemed to be caught in a rain of blood. The white jade pillars were splattered with blood, and the floor gathered thin, bloody streams, the air thick with a sickeningly sweet, bloody stench.
Chapter 160