The Complicated Imperial Government
編集者: Larbre Studio
The entire southern cliff of Xianji Mountain was engulfed in fire. Other than those who joined the battle, other creatures were all burnt into ashes.
The entire world became dead.
Qing Xiao wiped away the blood on his lips and said, "Situ Fengcheng is a great enemy. What a pity that I couldn't fight him till the end."
"This is an era of heroes. Only a small number of us can actually grow to become someone. There'll be more people falling in the future," Zhang Ruochen said.
The battle ended with all the immortal vampires being killed except Sword Saint Mingdong and Ying Huo, which was a huge victory to human beings.
However, Zhang Ruochen wasn't as pleased as he ought to be, and instead, he felt a great sense of danger.
What kind of secrets were hiding in Xianji Mountain?
Where had the death race come from?
A mere bony hand was already that powerful. Would there be a skull? A leg? Or even a complete great being of the death race?