"It's him, the thirteenth generation descendant of King Purple Haze, the one known as Little Zipper!"
"It's over, Little Fatty White Hair has really gone too far this time, he'll die with no place to be buried."
...
The cultivators were all abuzz with discussion.
"Daring to kill a direct descendant of my clan here, I don't care who you are, even if you're from the Defying Heaven Clan, I will kill you all the same!"
Purple aura surged, covering the sky and earth, as a towering figure swooped down.
"It really wasn't me who did the killing…" Little Fatty White Hair exclaimed in shock.
"Pfft"
Blood splattered, once again causing the onlookers to be dumbfounded. The thirteenth generation heir of King Purple Haze was slapped into a meat patty by Little Fatty White Hair as if swatting a fly, and the corpse fell and shattered completely.
