Haotian laughed maniacally after a brief hesitation.
Though he desperately longed for the living Ye Guichen, he sensed that capturing him alive might not be easy.
Now that Ye Guichen is dead, at least one of his major concerns is resolved.
"Kill!"
Haotian appeared crazed, as the millions of human cultivators were each life essences.
Slaughtering them all would unveil the secret sect.
It truly seemed like divine providence!
Following Haotian's command, over a dozen spectral shadows flew out.
These were the lingering souls from the life lamps.
The lingering souls, in various and strange forms, swiftly charged at the human cultivators.
With Ye Guichen, the human cultivators had been full of confidence, but upon the emergence of these candle-bound powerhouses, each showcased extraordinary strength.
A million human cultivators were like a million ants before them, utterly powerless.
Soon, the massive army crumbled like collapsing mountains.
