Bad Name

At daybreak, the heavens and earth glittered with the first slightly dusky light of dawn. After miserable shrieks broke the tranquility of the vast yet sparsely populated plateau, the area seemed even more empty and remote.

The accident was too shocking. Just now, the old woman who had survived since ancient times still had a faint smile that reeked of blood, and her words had been completely overbearing. She had been looking down on this waning planet and preparing to unleash a wave of beasts to massacre everyone in the city. She had been on the verge of carrying out a slaughter, yet in the blink of an eye, she herself was cut in half at the waist!

A grim yet dazzling red sword of light practically cut through the void and froze time. It made a powerful evolver who had once been at the golden arhat level howl in grief and unbearable pain.