78 - "Show me what trick you had planned."

Hei Yeming froze as he heard his brother's screams lose more and more strength before finally ceasing altogether.

"Come on..." Qingyi's cold voice entered his ears, causing him to shiver.

"Show me what trick you had planned. You didn't go into this fight thinking you'd win with just this pathetic strength, did you?" Qingyi waved his hands lightly, wiping away the blood that covered them before picking up his sword from the ground.

Looking at the destruction in front of him, he couldn't help but shake his head.

The path of cultivation was truly cruel.

A few months ago, Qingyi was just a young man serving his master, coming from a much gentler world and never having seen human blood.

But now, his kill count was well into the hundreds and yet he felt nothing. Not even a single tremor in his heart.