Shen Yunzhou quickly scanned the scene, his pupils suddenly contracting, and his eyes flashed with excitement.
Then he raised an eyebrow suspiciously, "Could it be that you used that corpse to do it?"
"Brother Shen, such words really put me in a tough spot." Zhou Qing's expression turned stern, a chill gleaming in his eyes, "How could everyone in Taiqing Sect commit such a heinous act?"
Shen Yunzhou scratched his head sheepishly, "Yes, yes... Could it truly be the Golden Thunder Sect's doing? They are too ruthless!"
"Let's hurry. I'll go take a look too!" Zhou Qing turned and walked away.
Shen Yunzhou hurriedly followed, with Lu Yaoyao jogging after them. The three of them boarded the flying ship, rushing towards the One Yang Sect.
...
The sects massacred by the Golden Thunder Sect were spread out in a fan shape, leaving hundreds of miles in a dead silence.
