"Slaughtering people like blades of grass! What a terrifying killing move!" Qing Niang, hiding far away within the Golden Light Umbrella, could not help drawing a cold breath when she looked back. Her mind was filled with the scene of countless fierce rays shooting through the sky, blinding light howling, and miserable screams ringing out. Just recalling those scenes of flesh and blood flying everywhere made her scalp tingle. She turned back to Yue Qianchou and asked strangely, "Before that man had even truly made a move, you told me to run. You seemed to know danger was coming already. Could it be that you have seen this killing move before?"
Yue Qianchou, holding her soft, boneless waist, gave a bitter smile. Of course I had seen it. I was afraid no one in this world had seen it more times than I had. When the Misty Immortal Finger slaughtered Cang Yunxin, it had been like slaughtering dogs. With so many people packed together as densely as vegetable seedlings, it would have been strange if blood had not flowed into rivers beneath the Misty Immortal Finger's indiscriminate covering attack.
"No, I merely had a premonition!" Yue Qianchou brushed her off casually, though his heart was filled with mixed emotions. As Old Fellow's cultivation grew, the Misty Immortal Finger's destructive power had become more and more formidable.
Nie Xiaoqian, the chief steward of the Immortal Palace, also withdrew her gaze from the two of them. Seeing that they had actually escaped at such a critical moment, the tension in her eyes visibly eased somewhat. Her attention returned to the scene before her.
At this moment, the entire resplendent golden world was permeated by a thick stench of blood. Even Nether Emperor Bai Qi, standing before a window in an Immortal Palace