Beneath Sky Ravine, the Blood River surged tumultuously, with the stench of blood pervading an area of about 30 miles, rich and tangible. In the river, bubbles burst explosively as if tormented souls were wailing.
Celestial Saint stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing upward.
Even during the previous massacre by Sky Ravine Sect's many powerful figures targeting Fa Hua and Liu Tianyi, he had not participated. Decades of plotting had finally brought him to the last step. Now, his eyes saw only the Sky Ravine that spanned the Void, nothing else.
In this world, there was no person or thing that could disturb his grand plan.
A coughing sound approached from a distance. The Great Elder Xing Mo, already frail with age, appeared even more decrepit now.
