In the forest, Murong Yao stood proudly with her sword pointed at Situ Rong. On the other hand, there were a few icy cold corpses by her side. These corpses naturally belonged to those disciples of the Sword Sect.

She, Murong Yao, had never been a soft-hearted and hesitant person. In the past, she hadn’t made a move against Situ Rong out of consideration for the Sword Sect’s interests. But now that Situ Rong intended to kill her, she would naturally not stubbornly adhere to the ...