Chapter 30

Chapter 30: Chapter 30

The single drop of blood trailing down Elder Mo’s neck seemed to fall in agonizing slow motion. It hit the polished floorboards of the grand hall with a soft, wet tap that sounded louder than a thunderclap.

The four elite silver-armored Enforcers drew their sabers half an inch, but they couldn’t move any further. The sheer, suffocating weight of Tantai Zhi’s killing intent had physically locked their joints. Sect Master Zhao had already quietly fainted, slumped uselessly behind his throne.

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