The disparity in strength left these monks without even the thought of fleeing. They could only beg for mercy, but when pleading proved useless, they could only embrace a fate of death...
In an instant, the hall turned into a sea of blood!
Amid the massacre, Kara's face remained calm, as if the lives he took were no more than livestock.
As for Tian Yi Men Gong, he sat comfortably in his seat, savoring the red wine in his hand. Though the Blood Bodhi's overwhelming power often caused blood to spray during the killing, Kara diligently shielded Tian Yi Men Gong every time the splattering blood threatened to reach him...
Thus, though the hall was awash in blood, neither Tian Yi Men Gong nor his chair bore a trace of it...
In just a matter of minutes, all the monks in the hall were reduced to piles of flesh—a horrifying purgatory on earth.
