No Blood on Weapon

Such weird scene could scare some coward men to death even if it was shown in daytime!

Luckily, everybody, including Wan Zhenghao, had seen much death in their lives. They were all scared though; they felt cold, and they shivered in fright.

They couldn’t even say a complete sentence.

The next moment, those men stopped talking.

Silence defeated the sound. Everything was deep inside everybody’s mind now!

Sixty-three good cultivators of the two great sects, hmm, good bones of the cultivators, stood in the yard quietly.

They stopped breathing now.

They didn’t know what happened to them till they died. They didn’t even know they were already dead.

They just lost their lives in such a silent way.

- Splash… -

- Splash… -

As the wind blew over, the bones fell apart to the floor. As the wind blew again, they all became ashes!

The ashes covered the floor and some were blown up flying in the air.

To become skeletons was not their end. Their end was to become ashes!