C82 Kill the Members of the Flying Cloud Bandits.

Hundreds of headless corpses sprawled in blood-soaked pools.

Mingluo sheathed his Chain Sword, his scarlet tongue flicking out to delicately lick the blade, his eyes glinting with a chilling gleam.

"Apologies, I've lost count of my kills this round. But the good news is, Heavenly Fire City has no shortage of lowly peasants. I've been at it for a day and a night, and there's still a surplus