บท 193: Killing at the Flying Cloud Camp

Outside the Flying Cloud Camp, accompanied by the chilly wind, all the grass and trees started to wither. Yellow leaves covered the floor.

Qin Wushuang appeared alone and arrived outside of the Flying Cloud Camp. However, he noticed the Martial Saint’s head and body hanging on the walls that had been separated. The eyes on the head opened widely as if he was still watching his homeland with deep fondness.

Instantly, Qin Wushuang’s body felt shocked as if a whip had hit him.

 "Indeed, it is what had happened." Inwardly, Qin Wushuang felt as if he were about to go mad. He only felt a wave of anger accumulate in his chest seeking escape.

"Roar!"

Qin Wushuang let out a miserable cry to the sky. As soon as he let out this cry, it darkened the sky on top of the entire Flying Cloud Camp as if a wave of black clouds were towering on top of it.