Two days later, the radiating silver moonlight lit up the Qiu Clan’s residence. However, no one was in the mood to admire the moon. Everyone, including Patriarch Qiu, had a face full of anxiety and solemnity.

Today was the appointed time with Thunderclap Sword Demon. Since the Qiu Clan didn’t prepare the Divine Astral Pellets that Thunderclap Sword Demon had requested, they needed to prepare for a massacre.

Although Patriarch Qiu was composed, his eyes flashed with ferocity. ...