While the elder in black described the plan of the Master of Qiu Xin Cliff, the toad transformed by Fang Xing also squatted on a protruding rock nearby, his bulging eyes slowly scanning from left to right. He saw those people on the copper column, and his eyes became more and more bulged, emitting terrifying and fierce energy from his body, cold and dreadful like a cold spring...
He saw a woman in red, her head hanging down, hair scorched, breath weak like thread, and he saw a woman in a light yellow shirt missing half an arm, with patches of blood stains on her skirt hem. He also saw a skinny man in linen clothes, with a fierce expression and tightly furrowed brows, a man still holding tightly half of a gun barrel, a tall ape demon, and the most rage-inducing sight, a golden crow with both wings pierced by metal chains, tightly bound onto the copper column, unsure of life or death...
They were all people he recognized!
Snowy Mountain disciples, Taigu Demon Dao disciples...
