Before the four Ice Pavilion Sect disciples could carry out their plan, Nie Tian suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

While he hid in the dark, it didn’t occur to him to change his bloodstained garments or clean himself up. Even now, dried blood could still be seen on his neck.

The intense bloody smell he gave off and his terrifying look temporarily bewildered the four Ice Pavilion Sect disciples.

Zhao Le snapped back to reality. A bleak, gruesome, white mist instantly ...