Outside the Wang Family's forbidden grounds.
The bodies of men in black lay scattered in disarray. Dark red blood flowed from them, gathering in the low points of the bluestone ground to form a sickening pool.
The overwhelming stench of blood was nauseating!
Even for Mao Yong, the City Guard Director, who had experienced countless major clashes and was used to scenes of rivers of blood, the sight was still utterly horrifying!
The Qi Blood Power of powerful Martial Artists was much more potent than an ordinary person's, and the stench of their blood was several times more intense.
The stench emanating from the blood of these twenty or thirty men in black was as potent as that of several hundred ordinary people. How could he not be shocked?
"Are all these people Bone Forger Realm Martial Artists?" Mao Yong exclaimed in shock.
Chen Cheng's expression was indifferent. "I suppose so," he said.
'I suppose so? What kind of answer is that?'
