C1814 The Destruction of the Three Sects

Blood splashed down from the sky. The remnants of the Half-Saint's power were still lingering in the sky.

The night breeze blew over, and waves of coldness swept past. Other than the Martial Cultivators left behind by the three sects, no one else felt the cold. Those small sects that were curled up in various places of the city could not help but let out cheers