Zhao Geng Nian stared at the body of JunGe DaLu with his soulless-looking eyes.
It wasn't enough.
They would have to pay for it!
Anger from within rose again when he thought about Xiao Feng's death.
He turned around and glanced in the direction of Hong Feng City.
All of them shall pay for what they've done.
Thoughts about slaughtering everyone in the city came up in his mind.
He held the handle of his sword tightly for a moment before loosening his grip again.
No.
Zhao Geng Nian stopped himself and he tried to calm his thoughts.
It would become his heart demon if he kept going.
And after hundreds of years for him to get to his current cultivation level at Soul Formation Level, he wasn't going to waste all of the efforts he had put in so far.
He turned his focus onto investigating who the culprit was.
Zhao Geng Nian closed his eyes and he unleashed his Spiritual Sense into the surroundings.
However, there wasn't too much of a trace left.
