As the four most powerful people in Baiyun City jumped into the Cao clan mansion, they froze on their spot with their expressions turning unsightly.
Staring into the darkness, they felt a powerful beast was staring at them, and if they were to take another step, their heads would roll on the marbles.
This was not just them being cowardice; it was an instinct they had all cultivated through hundreds of battles. They may be greedy and control the lives of those weaker than them as if they were nothing.
That didn't change the fact each of them was once a weak mortal and had to fight their way up to their current level.
Therefore, they were all battle veterans.
Stepping into the Cao clan was like stepping into another territory entirely. They entered the lion's den and any step, they would be torn to pieces.
Shock and fear etched on their faces. How could such a person exist under their nose without them knowing?
Who was it and where did they come from?
Various myriads of questions rushed into their minds but that didn't stop the beads of sweat dripping from the corner of their heads.
Their weapons trembling in their hands, they held their breath, suffocating them inside-out. They came to slaughter the Cao clan but met a powerful expert.
They had the thought to escape with their best movement skill but were too scared not to invoke the wrath of the person in the darkness.
What should they do?
Never in their wildest imagination did they think they would find themselves in such a precarious situation from one of the weakest clans in the inner city.
But here they were.
After waiting for a couple of minutes without any actual movement from the so-called powerful expert standing in the dark, the leader of the Crimson Jade Pavilion was furious and couldn't wait any longer.
"What is the meaning of us standing like fools when we don't even see the person? If they are going to kill us, they would have done it if they had the power," she said in a low voice.
"I can't wait here forever. I'm gone," she said confidently.
She was confident in her movement skills. If she claimed to be the second-fastest person in the city, no one dared claim to be the first. This was the source of her courage.
"Since you won't make a move. Then, I will make a move," he muttered, and a smile crept up his face.
Outside, the wailing of the old woman had stopped but she didn't dare make a move. She lay on the ground with regret on her face. She knew her reign in the city was just over.
She might have previously been a half-step Core Refining realm cultivator, but with the last attack that gave her a deep injury, her cultivation dropped to the Peak of Foundation Building realm stage 7.
While she was lost in thought, the surrounding air trembled slightly.
"Decide, which part of your body will you use to atone for your sin?" A voice echoed in their ears.
"You have three seconds to decide before I kill you."
Huh!
The three patriarchs stunned for a second, but when they heard the other part of his statement, fear, and panic rushed their faces.
Which part should they use?
Can they sit down and talk this through like normal gentlemen?
If they want money, they are willing to give them all their money.
Various thoughts ran in their minds in that split of seconds, but couldn't decide which part of their bodies they would use as a sacrifice.
As they were trying to decide which body to use, the terrifying phantom sword appeared out of thin air, ready to decide for them.
"My right arm!"
"My back!"
"My left leg!"
They screamed in panic.
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