As Scarface the Camp Leader had his head blown off by Mo Hua with a Fireball Technique, this filthy bandit camp at the state boundary of Xiaojie was utterly slaughtered.
Mo Hua tossed a few fireballs towards the surroundings.
Deep flames shot into the sky, quickly spreading to engulf the whole camp, burning over a hundred corpses along with all its sins to ashes.
The blaze lit up the night, extraordinarily vivid in the darkness.
The stench of charred flesh spread through the mountains with the wind.
At the foot of Xiaojie Mountain, in the village.
The impoverished loose cultivators, who were originally frightened in their dreams, awakened by a faint whiff of decay, looked up to see the fiery glow resembling blood at the horizon, their expressions shocked and fearful.
"Are the mountain bandits attacking again?"
"Quick, hold the children!"
"Women, head to the cellar..."
"Men, follow me..."
