The dust settled before the ruins.
Su Ling'er stared at the man, speechless for a long time. Even in death, a hint of a mocking smile seemed to linger on his lips.
Ma Tietou's dying curse was like a thorn piercing her heart.
'Can I really kill them all? Even if I kill one Ma Tietou, will the world become a better place?'
She lowered her head, looking at the hand that held her sword.
'Right now, I only have the cultivation of a Mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, and I possess a Four-Element Pseudo Spirit Root that no one thinks highly of.'
'Even if I'm exposed, I'm backed by the demonic path, so I don't have to worry about killing Evil Cultivators like him who wear human skin. But with my meager abilities, can I really clear the muddy waters of Anhe City? Or will I just end up beaten and broken, just as he said?'
