s. There is no need to stain our hands and diminish our glory with the blood of these commoners.”

“Hmph!” Nan Zhaoguang responded with a grunt.

“Don’t worry. The obedient will live, and the defiant will die.” Nan Zhaoming sneered. “And there will be plenty of defiant fools for the first two years at least. After all, the one thing the world doesn’t lack is fools.”

Suddenly, Nan Zhaoming and Nan Zhaoguang fell silent and looked forward at the same time.

Ding!

There was a blue flash in the starry space, and the surrounding temperature plummeted instantly.

At the same time, a fairy-like woman covered in icy mist appeared out of seemingly nowhere.

Her white clothes were purer than snow, and her icy hair looked like something that should only exist in a dream. Half of her face was covered up by the mist, leaving behind only a pair of eyes that seemed cold enough to pierce the soul.

“Who are you people?” she uttered in a frigid, ruthless voice.

Nan Zhaoming and Nan Zhaoguang frowned slightly before snorting at the same time. “A woman? That’s surprising.”

“This is perfect. If only the rest of the low-lifes would deliver themselves to our doorstep as well,” Nan Zhaoming said while scanning the woman in front of her. She was without a doubt the strongest profound practitioner of this divine region, Snow Song God Emperor Mu Xuanyin!