C1966 The Seventh Elder of the Wang Family

Outside the Pill Shop, a Martial Cultivator approached, a severed head in hand, advancing step by deliberate step.

He bypassed the queue entirely, and no other Martial Cultivator dared to intervene; they even instinctively made way, allowing him to proceed to the front.

Every onlooker gazed at the head he carried with a mix of shock and awe