"So it turns out killing is this simple... But that Qilin is so slow, why is it not here yet?"
Xiao Liu looked at the long sword in his hand, found it quite satisfactory, and casually used it as a cane, hopping to the door to take a peek outside.
"Uh, Dan..."
"What's wrong now?"
"The Qilin seemed to have run away..."
Run away? What's going on?
Tie Dan also crawled to the door to take a look outside.
At such times, Xiao Liu had no reason to lie. Not only did the Qilin run away, but Huahuai also died.
The giant demon, as massive as a mountain, had been decapitated, severed into two, its skin and bones split in half like a great mountain cleaved into two, forming a huge gorge and cliff, with green demon blood and bile gushing out, flowing down the chasm open across the forest floor, converging into a green river.
Well, that gorge was not naturally formed but a sword scar.
With just one sword stroke, such a scar could be made. Could it be...
