Karma

30 miles east of the Iron City.

Chen Tianqi looked at the smiling Xuan Wushang and tried his best to turn around, but he couldn't because at this moment, he only had a head.

His head was placed on the rock, and his body and limbs were cut into countless fist-sized pieces that scattered around the rock like gravel.

Even so, Chen Tianqi was still alive and did not feel any discomfort.

"I have to say that you're indeed more talented than me in torturing people."

Xuan Wushang looked at the head and chuckled. Fluttering Cloud lay limply on the ground like an ordinary gauze robe.

Chen Tianqi gritted his teeth and didn't say anything. Xuan Wushang didn't mind. He casually picked up half of the broken palm from the ground and looked at the blood that was still flowing in the veins under the moonlight.

"Those who kill will be killed."