"Fellow cultivator, you and I were unknown to each other, yet now you act so domineeringly. Do you truly consider yourself invincible?"
Heavenly Burial Seven Killings spoke, with eyes showing a mix of pity for the world but also an overwhelming murderous intent.
All seven wore red robes.
The robes were stained with blood, engraved with some unknown pattern.
The blood seemed to come alive, merging with the pattern, bringing an eerie aura.
"Indeed, we are unknown to each other, but since you have seen certain things, you must pay the price."
Xu Zimei said indifferently.
He slowly walked towards the seven.
Pacing leisurely and calmly.
As if he wasn't going to fight.
But rather to admire a landscape, to observe some flora.
Yet when he was close to Heavenly Burial Seven Killings, Xu Zimei suddenly reached out his hand, and the Tyrant Shadow in his hand shattered the void as it came.
He wielded the blade to kill, his form like a shadow, his Blade Qi like divinity.
