The sudden turn of events froze the entire city. Not a whisper remained; it was so quiet a pin could've echoed across the ruins.
Hovering above everyone, Lu Yi swept his gaze over the terrified crowd. "Hand over everything you're carrying. Do that, and I'll let you live."
He actually wanted to wipe out the whole city.
Every face below was twisted with fear and hatred toward him.
But a faint trace of kindness from his past life still held him back.
The cultivators of Roaring River Martial City practically sagged with relief.
"We'll hand it over! Right away!"
"Thank you, senior! We'll give you everything!"
"My lord, this is all I own—I even took off the robe I was wearing!"
Their frantic shouts rose one after another, filling what was left of the shattered city.
Seeing the crowd submit, some of the tension in Lu Yi's expression eased.
