Hundreds of members of the Kun-eating Race all met a gruesome end beneath Jiang Chen's Sword Qi.
Every last one of them had been decapitated. Blood flooded the ground, and the pungent, metallic stench left the many experts from Cyan Cloud Village utterly dumbfounded.
It was as if an Immobilization Spell had been cast on every one of them. They were frozen in place, staring wide-eyed at Jiang Chen in disbelief. "H-h-how... how is this possible?"
"A single sword strike? He killed hundreds of the Kun-eating Race?"
"This outsider... no, this gentleman... he's actually this powerful?"
But none were more shocked than the three Liu brothers, all of whom were also at the Peak of Human King Realm.
A look of shock on his face, Liu Qingyun gave a wry smile. "Sir, you must be a master from the Human Emperor Realm, aren't you?"
Liu Qinghai said, looking vexed, "You're a Human Emperor! Even if you wanted to hide your strength, did you really have to be so convincing?"
