"Sirio... Lord Sirio!"
The anxious shouting furrowed Sirio's brow as he was engrossed in something within the secret chamber.
These imbeciles!
With a casual wave, he packed away the items on the stone table and then opened the door to the chamber.
"Lord Sirio, it's terrible! The Exorcist, Chu Feng, is still alive!"
"What!"
The once content Sirio's complexion instantly turned grim.
"He wiped out Sass's squad in New York!"
Taking the mobile phone handed over by his subordinate, he looked at the image on the screen.
The dazzling flash of the blade made him squint involuntarily. Even through the phone's screen, he could sense the blade's piercing intensity.
"Sass and his men are dead! What about Jones and the others? Can you contact them?"
The Cultist's face turned ugly as he shook his head in response to Sirio's question.
"We've lost contact! Moreover, there's news that the New York Police Department has just collectively cremated the bodies of a group of Cultists!"
