Chương 911: End Realm Saint Venerable

Just 8 hours later, above the broken ruins on the stone tower, a red-robed man, around 60 years of age, was stepping on the ruins.

He walked around the ruins with a cold mocking intent on his face.

"He didn't even send out a single piece of news, how useless! He deserved to be soul scour…"

His eyes laid on a corpse whose head and bones were twisted and he stopped there for just a moment.

The red-robed old man shook his head and retracted his gaze before he looked all around.

"To kill 10 Celestial Realms in 1 strike and killing 6 people with Flying Knives. How amazing, how remarkable! How domineering, as expected from the person who was able to slash out that sword! Is he preparing to stop covering his tracks? Oh right, he can't cover up his tracks here even if he wanted to. This is indeed problematic. Although he isn't God Realm, his combat strength is even greater than normal Initial God Realm Cultivators."