Chapter 882 So There Is No Bad Blood With Them As Well

"Argh!" A shrike like that of a boar was heard and the disciple who just spoke had his four limbs all split apart and the sight of it was terrible. "This…" The tens of disciples were utterly terrified. They could not even see what was going on and the event just took place. "Was… was it your doing?" A disciple seemed to have thought of something and stared at Lucas and asked. Lucas smiled faintly, and his stunning face remained composed. "That's right. I'm the one who did it," Lucas said slowly. The tens of disciples all went pale. Despite cracking their heads thinking about it, they would never expect Lucas to be this overwhelming. "What… what are you trying to do?" A disciple looked at Lucas, spooked, and said. Lucas slowly shook his head. "Nothing much. I just want to kill all of you." Then, the tens of disciples were dead. Naturally, the Silvery Snow Palace had heard of the shrieks and following then, numerous disciples came rushing out. Those few disciples saw the sc