Shi Feng's massacre this time was a drastic move, one that had never occurred in the Heavenly Mist Empire since its founding.
Because of a bloodthirsty youth descending upon the Heavenly Mist Empire, its national power was essentially destroyed.
The earth was still violently shaking; from a distance, a purple figure stared blankly at a black figure far away, "He... he did it, he actually did it. All these powerful beings, he actually killed them all." Princess Zi Yun's stunning and aloof face had lost its color in shock. Then, shaking her head in sorrow, she felt an immense loss, the gap between herself and him was simply too great.
Even farther in the distance, within a patch of sky, figures in white robes hovered. Bai Family Martial Artists, looking at that familiar figure, that familiar person who once traveled alongside them, now their expressions were completely different from before.