Thud…!
Thud…!
Thud…!
Within only a few seconds, the bustling marketplace had turned into a horrifying sea of corpses. The stone streets that had been filled with noisy disciples moments earlier were now covered with rolling heads, headless bodies, and pools of fresh blood.
Only the Inner Court disciple who had first shouted at Aditya was spared.
Watching everything happen within the span of a few seconds left him completely horrified. The colour drained from his face as if every drop of blood had been pulled out of his body. His lips trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes remained fixed on the massacre before him.
His heart pounded so violently that everyone standing nearby could clearly hear it beating inside his chest.
Thump…!
Thump…!
Thump…!
From head to toe, his body was soaked in cold sweat. His clothes clung tightly to his skin, and his legs shook so badly that he could barely remain standing. His breathing became uneven as terror completely took over his mind.
