Chapter 822 - 15.41
"How could this be...."
Bai Shijue stared at the masked man and said, "Your leader is no match for me, let alone an amateur kid like you."
The man fell on the river of blood, and his body slowly melted into water, mixing with the river, only leaving his mask that got washed away.
Bai Shijue floated down and grabbed the blood-red mask before getting washed too far into the river. It would be dangerous if someone else found this.
He observed the mask and scoffed, full of mockery, "This is the same mask worn by the leader of the blood art demonic sect. I killed him, but his disciples probably recovered his remains."
"That means you’re not completely safe, even in the mortal realm," Pupa said.
"Yeah, there is a heavenly rule that cultivators cannot use their power to hurt anyone in the mortal realm. We’re not supposed to change the fate happening in this realm unless there’s an invasion from celestial beast or a demonic sect that is attacking the people in this realm," Bai Yunyu explained as he continued reading the background of this world.
"But those demonic cult disciples have no oath to the rules of the heaven. They can wreak havoc in the mortal world as much as they like. It’s just the matter of how fast the immortal cultivator could kill them all, like stomping on bugs."
Bai Shijue burned the mask on his palm, and it turned into ashes soon after, making sure that nobody would be able to use that mask anymore.
"Well, we should check on Han Shun now," Yunyu said.
"Where did you hide him? Definitely not in residence, right?"