A blood rain drenched everyone, like the beats of a giant drum, starting from half of Quzhou, spreading to the entire world, forever changing this corner of heaven and earth.
"Did the killing spree truly begin?"
And in front of Menghu Pass, there was still the main part of the Food Protection Army, Iron Threshold King, the White Armor Army, and a group of No-eating Bull Disciples, military strategists, and fierce generals, all of whom guessed Yang Gong's intentions but still appeared incredulous.
"He... he emerged from Mingzhou, his fame flourishing, and already bears the aura of an Emperor's Minister, yet now he seeks a killing spree, could it be that he..."
"Does he not wish to be the Emperor?"
"More than that?"
A No-eating Bull Disciple sighed softly, saying, "Not only can he not be the Emperor, but he may not live until the world sees a new Emperor."
"After this, his reputation will be ruined, the world will hate him, fear him, wishing to kill him swiftly..."
