Looking at the three corpses placed in the Heavenly Gang Hall, Jiang Chenghuan's face was terrifyingly gloomy, as if it would drip water.
"Wasn't it said there were four people? Why are there only three bodies?" His words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
A Primordial Spirit Realm Elder cautiously said:
"At that time, these four rushed into our mountain gate recklessly, extremely fierce, wantonly slaughtering. In a fit of rage, I smashed one into powder, and when I realized it was wrong..."
The words were not finished.
The hall plunged into a stormy atmosphere, the terrifying pressure causing cracks to appear on the pillars. Jiang Chenghuan's eyes were like those of a beast ready to devour, staring intently at the speaking elder:
"Do you know what it means to kill a disciple of the Infinite Sword Sect??!"
If it weren't for needing manpower now, he would truly want to slap this useless wretch to death.
Everyone was silent as if facing a great threat.
