Two days later, the radiating silver moonlight lit up the Qiu Clan’s residence. However, no one was in the mood to admire the moon. Everyone, including Patriarch Qiu, had a face full of anxiety and solemnity.

Today was the appointed time with Thunderclap Sword Demon. Since the Qiu Clan didn’t prepare the Divine Astral Pellets that Thunderclap Sword Demon had requested, they needed to prepare for a massacre.

Although Patriarch Qiu was composed, his eyes flashed with ferocity. He was determined to make Thunderclap Sword Demon pay if he dared to show up.

Right at this moment, a burst of laughter sounded out that broke the silence in the hall, “Hahaha! Qiu Clan, did you prepare the Divine Astral Pellets that I asked for?”

The laughter was filled with arrogance, which made many people fearful. “He’s here!”

Thunderclap Sword Demon was a brutal demonic cultivator that openly killed the core disciples of the four major sects. Furthermore, he was in the Galaxy Stage, and not many people could face him aside from some core...