The ground beneath the golden Buddha was covered in blood and corpses. Only Lin Yun the one who remained. All the Myriad Beast Gate’s disciples had died without exception, including those who had ulterior motives by approaching him earlier.

That attack shocked everyone, and they now realized that it wasn’t a lie that they had just brushed past death.

“The name of that sword is Flower Burial?”

“He’s like a fiendgod, taking lives the moment he draws his sword. If ...