chapter 242 Moon Star Tripod

Tea, steaming hot.

The blood had not yet dried when the Seventh Elder's body fell on the cold ground. The air was filled with deathly silence and a faint smell of blood.

The Eternal Sword was swirling around him, and although the blade was not stained with blood, it made Chu Mingyun and the others' scalps numb.

Originally, they had a glimmer of hope in their hearts, thinking that Master Qin from Linhai had some reservations and therefore did not kill anyone.

But...