Those who commit such vile acts, are invariably practitioners of deceitful and hidden sorcery.
And the Taixuan Sect, what they cut down are precisely such people, why bother about who you are?
From beginning to end, Ying Ji, who had remained silent, finally spoke softly, her voice akin to thin frost, cool and tranquil:
"Though your face is masked, and I cannot discern who you are, yet..."
Her phoenix eyes lightly lifted, the pupils seemed to have reached the utmost blackness, and the utmost coldness.
With one faint statement, it's as if the man was suddenly enveloped in ice and snow pouring into the crown of his head.
"The corpse aura emanating from you cannot be masked by the tea fragrance here, do you still need someone to act and kill?
Were I not yet blind, I might suspect that standing before me is a rotting fish resurrected, with only the innards left."
Baili An was also shocked and startled for a moment, thinking she might have been possessed by Fang Geyu.
