58. The Cultivators Colleseum

There were dead bodies of men and women. The younger people seemed to be sad and crying about the incident.

There was only one person in the middle of the area now: Citan, with a long black spear that had a golden tassel attached between the blade and the shaft, flaying in the wind as the boy walked out of the place.

Citan walked into a house, breaking the door down. Silas and the others heard a high-pitched scream coming from the house, and he was already getting tired of waiting.

After Citan was done, he walked over to the other side of the area, where it was more calm, and then he opened the house of his sister and grandfather.

The old man looked up to see Citan with bloodstains all over his body, and then his sister ran to him and hugged him too.

"Brother, I'm scared," she cried in his arms, and he hugged her back.

The grandfather glanced at the bloodied spear, which was dropped on the ground, and then he glanced back at Citan.