"Okay!"
Suddenly, Ye Ling's figure leapt, jumping atop a building, moving as agilely as a cheetah.
In just a few short minutes, Ye Ling had arrived in front of a large hall.
Ye Ling's toes fiercely tapped the ground, and his whole body whooshed up into the sky, landing steadily outside the palace.
He surveyed the scene around him, his expression turning extremely ugly.
All he could see were corpses strewn everywhere, blood flowing like rivers, resembling a human purgatory.
Who could have imagined that the Shaoyin Sect, which had stayed hidden from the world and lived in peace, was exterminated overnight?
Ye Jiu's expression was also extremely grim, his fists cracking at this moment.
"Damn those people from Wo Country! To resort to such despicable means!"
"I'm ashamed on their behalf!"
Ye Jiu cursed loudly, his face filled with a hysterical frenzy.
"Hmm? There's something!"