Bab 228: Turned Into Dust

"You mean to say that a four meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivator and a Golden Core spirit demon actually died in the hands of a mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator despite their combined efforts, hmm?"

The Blood Crow Palace's Lord looked at Peng Fei as his green eyes sparkled. Even though his tone was calm, it exuded an inexplicable coldness.

"With so many people, it was supposed to be a one-sided massacre. None of the people from Dongling Valley should have been able to escape! But, what happened, hmm?"

Against the questioning of the Palace Lord, Peng Fei and the others lowered their heads and no one dared to reply.

The air seemed to be frozen and layered with a murderous intent.

The Palace Lord exuded a terrifying aura of authority that was impossible to resist.