Chapter 37: Power over Life and Death

As the teacup touched the table, the street outside the camp owner’s mansion filled with blood and corpses!

Xu Qing moved like a tiger, and wherever he went, blood blossomed. It was a ghastly sight as he slaughtered enemies with every step he took. Camp guards blocked the way to the mansion, and more guards rushed toward him from all other directions. At the same time, ten strangers in black robes appeared, cultivators from the caravan.

Whether guards or caravan strangers,...