C1783 Ye Feng Returned

Flames burst out, illuminating half of the sky. The back of the City Lord's Mansion had already been dyed red with blood.

Dozens of City Lord's Mansion disciples had either died or been injured, turning into blood men. The sounds of wailing and screaming filled the air.

Cultivation of martial arts was not a fairytale, nor could it be used to cross realms and kill people with just a passion