Zhang Lu's eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty hue.
As the disciples of Madam Wei within Dong Shen Temple made their move, they could seize the chance to openly solve some of the Wei Vassal Kings.
Meanwhile, in another corner of the Observatory Platform, Dong Jue Daoist could not bear to witness this scene, the cries of agony from the square rose and fell.
Among them were cries for help that resonated in Dong Jue Daoist's ears, making her Dao Heart restless.
Beside her was Huang He Master.
Huang He Master looked down at the slaughter with an indifferent expression and sighed.
"Since ancient times, dynasties have changed, mountains of corpses have formed. Dong Jue, you need not concern yourself further, you have done all you can, both what should be done and what shouldn't. Their fate is self-inflicted extinction!"
"Their taking this step signifies the severance of all ties between Dong Shen Temple and them!"
A trace of coldness flashed in Huang He Master's eyes.
