Celestial Capital Peak, the stench of blood was strong.
Chen Sheng stood in front of the cave that once belonged to the Huang Monster, his gaze coldly sweeping over the stewards and servants kneeling on the ground.
In the square, the thirty or so former domineering leaders, including Yan Yu, had long since been decapitated, their blood staining the bluestone slabs red.
Chen Sheng's bloody purge had a tremendous deterrent effect on the remaining people.
"Li Wu, Huang Yu."
Chen Sheng's voice was calm, yet carried an indisputable authority.
In the crowd, two medium-sized Qi Cultivators shuddered and hastily crawled out to kneel on the ground, keeping their heads bowed low.
Though they were considered leaders, they still retained some conscience and had scarcely partaken in the stewards' atrocities.
Chen Sheng cut to the chase, his tone without the slightest ripple:
