In the battlefield where a great deal of tress that were cut down by sword light were scattered across, Liu Xiuwei's body was lying on the ground in broken wood and coke, raising dense clouds of dust.

The blade went straight through his throat with no margin of error. Li Tianlan didn't know how Liu Xiuwei felt about his own death, but he, as the killer, felt upset for the dead man.

An expert at the peak of the Fire-flaming Realm died in the hands of a nobody who was a newcomer ...