章 267: Just for Cultivation

Imperial Preceptor's wife had also come to the Temple of Heaven. As she watched Qin Mu return the sword to its sheath and Emperor Yanfeng focus on his back, worry crossed his young woman's brow.

The bloody battle was soon pacified. Those monks and Daoists of Great Thunderclap Monastery and Dao Sect that could escape had escaped while the rest had been killed. The majority of them had died here, and their blood dyed the Temple of Heaven red.

Blood trickled down from the nine hundred and ninety-ninth step all the way to the first step, then flowed to the feet of all the envoys, cult masters, and sect masters.

Temple of Heaven, this place in which tributes were offered to Heaven, had been dyed the red of blood.

It was impossible to say who was the first to suddenly kneel down and shout out, "Long live, Your Majesty!"

Whoosh!