Chapter 267: If Man Commits Sin, He Shall Not Live

A light drizzle started to fall from the sky. However, this was no ordinary rain, it was a dark crimson in hue and carried with it a nauseating metallic stench mixed with flecks of crimson flesh, splinters of bone, and even fragments of severed limbs and claws.

"What... What is this...?"

Witnessing the thousands of demons gathering into a whirlwind, then obliterated by an ethereal azure light into a rain of blood that descended from the sky, a drenched and filth-covered old Taoist priest could not help but feel overwhelmed with emotion.

If he had initially doubted the source of the heavenly thunderbolt, he no longer did. The old Taoist priest was now absolutely certain that the young man standing atop the head of the giant demon was indeed a high-ranking predecessor in Taoism.