Chapter 424 - Worse than Death (1/2)
Editor: Elitecoder
Whoosh~
The Luo clan needed ten days to dig the entire cemetery three feet deep, the ancestors across countless generations seeing the light of day once again.
There were over a thousand Profound Heaven experts and hundreds of Radiant Stage experts. Zhuo Fan looked mighty pleased at the line up, [The thousand year legacy of the seven houses isn’t just for prop.]
Li Jingtian flashed before the Profound Heaven fakers, “Take the bodies to the clan.”
“Understood!”
The fakers bowed and got ready, but Li Jingtian blocked them.
The two dozen fakers looked at him doubtful.
Snickering, Li Jingtian said, “That is meant for the others. I have something special in mind for you.”
“What?”
Li Jingtian grinned, “To add you to the pile!”
The men cried, “E-Elder Li, why? What did we do wrong?”
“Leaking information, playing tricks, disobedience, to name a few.” Li Jingtian stressed every word with malice.
The fakers shivered having been exposed as spies. They were on their knees in a heartbeat, “Spare us, Elder Li, it’s not what we wanted either…”
Boom!
A mere flick sent such a violent wind that scattered them all over the place, blood and gore raining down.
“Humph, had you just owned up you’d still have a corpse, but you just had to caw in my ear making me do it myself.”
Li Jingtian flicked, ignoring the gory sight.
The Luo clan’s disciples were used to their elder’s methods, taking it in stride. They moved the corpses like nothing had happened.
While the newbie trio gulped and panicked more as they saw the people’s faces.
[Are these guys asuras from hell? Don’t they feel anything? Their comrades in battle just got wasted yet there’s no reaction? Are they made of stone?]
Most of the Luo clan’s disciples were around twenty years of age, but this sight had the elders shaking in fear.
They had no clue how Zhuo Fan shaped them up into such cold-blooded killing machines.
Watching the dead faces of the youths filled them with dread.
[Is this the real Luo clan?]
The trio rejoiced for turning sides. Even if Luo clan wouldn’t get to rule the lands soon, these youths would grow into a fiendish squadron that would level the nation in the future.
Compared to Luo clan’s strong elders, these youths were the most frightening asset.
[Zhuo Fan isn’t normal.] Even though they were demonic cultivators themselves, they’d never thought of running their disciples through hell, to say nothing of doing it en masse.
Besides fear, the trio now had respect when looking at the distant Zhuo Fan.
Demonic cultivators worshiped strength. Zhuo Fan not only had power, but endless tricks opening their eyes to the true meaning of the term demonic.
“You three, listen up!”
A shout roused the trio out of their reverie. Li Jingtian stared at them and they lowered their heads.
“Escort the people carrying the bodies back to Luo clan. Don’t mess up. If I find out that you’ve been up to no good, humph! Well let me tell you, you’ve taken Steward Zhuo’s Bloodworm and in a thousand miles he can have your heads. Get the picture?”