At the riverbed lay the bodies of 30 or 40 wandering warriors. Deep red blood flowed along the rock texture and crevices. The air was filled with a pungent and bloody odor with unspeakable weirdness and gloom.

"It was done by the domineering bastards of Falling Star Sect again." Wang Juefeng, the cynical man, glanced at the bodies and got to know the cause of their death from their wounds.

Nobody knew why Ding Hao was full of rejection and disdain for the name of ...