Not long after, the smoke from the smoke bombs gradually cleared, allowing the Hao clan to regain their vision.
Near the pool, the thick smell of blood filled the air. Corpses were lying everywhere on the ground.
These corpses had their throats cut open by a sword, and blood was flowing out of the wounds on their necks. The bodies of the people from the Yinfeng Sect, who were still alive, were still twitching from time to time.
Such a tragic scene was deeply engraved in the hearts of all the Hao clan members, making it difficult for them to breathe normally for a long time. They were afraid that they would offend the masked man and become one of the corpses on the ground in the next moment.
The young woman among the two heads of the Hao clan took a deep breath and introduced herself. "I am Hao Yuying. On behalf of the Hao clan, I will serve you unconditionally during your time on Mist Island."