Kapitel 417: Chapter 380: Nine Revolutions Fire Pill Technique (5000 words long chapter)

As night casts its aroma, fresh blood attracts the eye.

The young, aloof master is pinned down by a single hand, smashed into the ground, his blood spilling out like a raging ocean, stirring waves in the hearts of the crowd.

This scene was simply too overwhelming, shaking their souls and leaving them unable to look away.

"Oh my God, that's the son of the Marquis of Shenwu being beaten down!"

A multitude of gazes fell upon Zhou Dao, filled with astonishment and horror.

Fang Boyi's expression kept changing, while Xiao Yurou's face had long lost its color.

Being Kings and Nobles, high above others, looking down upon commoners like ants, they never expected to see a day when they would crumble and scramble for dignity under the Emperor's feet.

Boom...

Zhou Dao lifted his hands, his arms like bowstrings, flicking away Wu Antong, who was covered in blood.

Wu Antong was, after all, a Three Apertures Expert and maintained his clarity despite taking a huge blow.