The cries and screams filled the air as the shadowy hands snatched the souls of innocent villagers, disappearing through the ominous portal in the sky.
The ground shook with every soul snatched, and the body was instantly turned into black smoke, showing both the ruthless power and brutality of the dark force behind Young Master Zhao and his mercy to grant them quick peace from this treacherous world.
"Uwa.... Hwaaaa..."
Yet, amidst the chaos and death, a soft, innocent cry pierced the air, yet it was like a siren's call inviting Young Master Zhao.
Without guilt in his eyes not pity on his heart, like a mountain, cold and aloof, he raised his hands, the newborn who wasn't even covered in clothes, lifted in the air, floating towards Young Master Zhao, like a bird, without care of the world.
Woosh~
The cold, well-trained hand of Young Master Zhao instantly penetrated the soft skin of the baby, as he pulled out the spine.