C261 Top-grade Magic Tool

Pei Junlin's voice, devoid of any emotion, echoed across the plaza. In the distance, two surviving assassins—one of Innate Grade Five and another of Innate Grade Three—shook uncontrollably, their bodies slick with cold sweat.

As seasoned killers, they had taken countless lives, but the day's events had shattered their limits. Pei Junlin's slaughter was akin to that of a Devil God