Sweeping away the threat at his side, Zhong Ming looked up and scanned his surroundings.
He then realized that even though his warning had been swift, Qin Zhou, Wei Zhong Mountain, Ruan Shi, and the others had been quick to react as well.
But ultimately, the crowd only realized something was amiss after Ji Qingyue and her group appeared. The enemy, however, had long since blended in with the ordinary disciples, biding their time.
SQUELCH…
"Kill!"
"You bastard, who the hell are you?!"
"Stop! I said, stop..."
The instant Ji Qingyue and her group appeared, chaos and slaughter erupted among the ordinary cultivators.
Caught completely off guard by sneak attacks from those standing right beside them, the cultivators from the minor sects suffered disastrous casualties.
In just a few moments, nearly a hundred cultivators had been brutally killed, their blood staining the ground red.
