On the quiet long street, Feng Xia's expression was especially solemn while Zhu Youniang looked like she had exploded with anger. She kept hissing as she stared fixedly at the butcher shop in the distance!
"This knife… What's going on?"
Feng Xia took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the uneasiness in his heart.
He felt an unprecedented sense of horror that seemed to turn into thousands of sharp needles that attacked him, piercing his entire body!
He tried to use his Sword-Heart to sense it. However, once he came into contact with it, a sharp pain suddenly arose in the depths of his brows. His bright Sword-Heart quickly dimmed like a pearl covered in dust, as if it was about to be assimilated by the terrifying fiendish aura!
"Could the evil aura that the Third Elder mentioned be from this butcher knife?"