Promising to Keep the Promise

The two elders never imagined that they wouldn't even be able to withstand a single strike from Gu Lan.

Gu Lan's expression remained calm as he flicked the blood off the Hongmeng Sword, retracting his aura in an instant.

"You didn't value the chance I gave you earlier, and now you forced me to end it."

At first, he had no intention of killing these two, but they had provoked him too much with their taunts. How could he just let it go?

While Gu Lan's aura had already retracted, Xue Lengyan furrowed her brows, her face grim and eyes filled with heavy thoughts.

She knew that Gu Lan was powerful, but she hadn't expected him to be this terrifying.

One strike to kill the two Blood Clan elders— even the strong members of Blood Clan couldn't have done that.

Although the two had just fought, they shouldn't have been this weak either.

Xue Lengyan wasn't the only one who felt this way. Her subordinates, standing behind her, also wore looks of embarrassment.