Fighting an Empyrean

"You guys are also the grand-disciples of the Realmlord?" The madman glanced at Murong Xiaoxiao and the rest. Earlier, these people were together with Shan Lengqiu, this was why he asked this question. If these people were also the grand-disciples of the Realmlord, he naturally wouldn't want to touch them.

Spending a thousand years to sharpen a sword, he had been lonely for far too long. Now that the sword-sharpening was complete, he wanted to use blood to drench it. Upon feeling the empyrean energy in his body, he felt extremely happy. Hence, he abandoned everything and didn't suppress his heart that wanted to go wild. This was why he went on a killing spree.

"We are Brother Shan's good friends." Murong Xiaoxiao and the others spoke.

"Is that true?" The madman glanced at Shan Lengqiu. Shan Lengqiu shook his head, "I'm not too familiar with them."