Chapter 582 Conspiracy_3

"Let me find out who ruined my plans, and I swear I'll swallow your flesh raw and drink your blood alive..."

"I'll make sure you die a miserable death and devour your family and friends until there's nothing left!"

The black-clad leader's voice was strained and hoarse, as if he could no longer suppress the cruel killing intent boiling in his chest.

The other black-clad cultivators lowered their heads, faces pale and trembling, not daring to utter a single word.

The air grew heavier with murderous intent, so much so that even the pungent stench of blood began to pervade the space.

The black-clad leader's face twisted grotesquely as his trembling hands fumbled for a wine jug. He took a fierce swig, wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth, and seemed to calm down slightly.

"Chase them!"

The black-clad leader ordered.

Everyone let out a silent sigh of relief and bowed hurriedly, saying, "Yes!"

The group sprinted outside in pursuit.