Tang Yuncheng walked down the cracked streets, flanked by collapsed houses.
Scattered corpses lay on the ground.
They were all Disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect, and likely the elite ones at that.
Any one of them could have possessed strength on par with his own.
But now,
they all lay on the ground, utterly still.
This left Tang Yuncheng in a daze.
A quarter of an hour ago,
atop a small hill a few miles away, he had been a nervous wreck over that man's "reckless" actions.
In his opinion,
charging headfirst into the enemy's den all alone
was no different from seeking death.
Never mind the Elder floating in mid-air—a Soul Emergence Sixth Layer expert, obviously a powerhouse.
Even the nearly two hundred elite Corpse Refining Sect Disciples in Jinfeng Town would be a considerable problem!
As it turned out, however,
he had worried for nothing!
The world of genius Demons simply defies logic!
