Chapter 42: Mutual Confessions and Murder (Part 2)

The eyes that were red with dripping blood were the best proof of a killer cultivator.

Wen Shuixin felt as cold as ice. He grieved deeply over Xie Tian's choice. In his view, no matter the reason, choosing to become a killer cultivator and abandoning humanity was unforgivable, beyond pardon.

However, that was his thought before he heard the following conversation.

"Good, you did not disappoint me."

These words had been said many times by Master Xie with a kindly and benevolent face, but this time it was different. He spat them out through gritted teeth, and as soon as the words were uttered, a bone-chilling gloom spread through the Yin Spirit Stronghold, plunging people into an icy abyss.

Xie Tian staggered to his feet, indifferent to his charred left fist, indifferent to his trembling left arm suffering from the ravages of the flame-evil Inner Qi, and even more indifferent to the agonizing pain that could drive anyone mad.