Legend of the Great Saint

Chapter 1636 - Red Snow

With the wrath of the son of heaven, corpses fell in the millions as blood flowed across the land.

With Leng Yuan’s power and status, he was well beyond anything that a mortal king could compare to. Once he unleashed his wrath, snow flew hundreds of kilometres, and even the sea would freeze over. Not only would regular disciples fall deathly silent, even the other direct disciples had to show him some respect.

Because not only was he a Yang Soul cultivator, but he also represented the dignity of the Myriad sect’s laws. Opposing him was opposing the entire Myriad sect.

But at this moment, the blood as thick and bright as fire slowly spread across the frost-covered ground, dazzlingly red in the darkness.

A hexagonal snowflake drifted into it and was immediately dyed red before melting in the blood.

With the rage of a common man, blood flowed five steps away. They could be destroyed, but they could not be defeated. Even if they stood no chance, they would never yield!

When the rain turned to snow and the water turned to ice, time seemed to freeze as well.

No one was able to say anything, whether it was the master of the Department of Law and Punishment who stood high above or the onlookers in the distance. They all sank into silence.

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All they heard was the rustling of snowflakes as they fell, gradually covering the headless corpse.

But his blood had yet to cool!

The soldiers gathered around the corpse, standing without budging like statues, like they were mourning in silence, yet it was also like they were thinking in silence.

Commandant Luo gritted his teeth so hard that they creaked, gazing at the blood with widened eyes. He belonged to different regiments and their military rank differed too, so they were not particularly close with one another. Apart from the few times they met when they were rewarded, they were basically strangers.

However, that was the blood of a fellow soldier!

On the battlefield, the blood of fellow soldiers could only be recompensed by the blood of enemies.

Who said they had nothing to wear? They wore the same armour.

Yet now, not only was he incapable of avenging him, but he even had to suck up to the people who forced Dong Dagong to his death, which made him feel an intense sensation of humiliation.

Yes, humiliation!

Everything that happened today made him feel humiliated! Being doubted by the sect that he had sworn his life to protect was humiliation! Being escorted here by the patrolling officers was humiliation! Being ordered around by the enforcement officers was humiliation! Being watched by a bunch of onlookers like a group of monkeys was humiliation!

However, his greatest source of humiliation was not from others but from himself. He had actually ended up yielding, swinging out with that blade, unlike Dong Dagong.

With a crack, his teeth shattered. The pain burned like fire. His entire mouth was filled with the taste of blood, but he seemed to have been brought back to his se…

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