C190 The Elders Were Furious and They Fought Intensely

Yim Wuxie wielded the Wishful Ruler, unleashing a blade light that transformed the fleeing Crimson Arrow into a mist of blood. Surveying the surroundings, he found not a single soul brave enough to meet his gaze. The vast square, filled with hundreds, was eerily silent, as if the drop of a needle could be heard; not one person dared to utter a sound.

Except for Chu Xi