The night was as cool as water.
Inside the grand hall of the Ye Gate.
Ye Chenfeng sat on the chair at the center of the hall.
Bai Xiaorou quietly leaned against Ye Chenfeng's chest, her breaths slightly disordered, as dealing with so many Creation Realm experts in one go was indeed taxing on her internal spiritual energy.
After Bai Xiaorou's actions, within and outside the Ye Gate, the only surviving member of the Blood Refinement Sect was its Sect Master, Chen Qianwu.
At this moment, Chen Qianwu lay on the floor of the Ye Gate's grand hall like a dead dog, many of his internal acupuncture points sealed, rendering him completely immobile and even unable to bite his tongue to commit suicide, only managing to weakly speak.
The bodies of the various elders of the Blood Refinement Sect, taken down by Bai Xiaorou, were all cleared out by the disciples of the Ye Gate.
