These people had gone and returned, and although they had little strength left, as long as they thought they could deal with me, each one was still ferocious beyond measure. Once they killed me, the pills would all belong to them. Who among them wasn't already holding their breath and straining every sinew?
Before Mei Yao could even make a sound, a barrage of attacks came crashing toward me. I simply drew my sword. In the next moment, the demonic aura once again formed a turbulent current under the formation core's influence, then came thundering down. The entire group of immortals was frightened into scattering in all directions.
But the demonic aura showed no mercy. In some places, it reached the ground directly, and in an instant, quite a few immortals were corroded into wisps of green smoke. Some who hadn't been covered managed to escape by the skin of their teeth, but their magic power was vastly depleted, and many with only half their bodies left could no longer regenerate.
The ordinary disciples were in an even worse state. Wails rose in waves, and some simply began cursing the elders who had stirred up trouble. I sneered. "Want to die? How hard can that be? What does it matter if I bear the infamy? I'm only afraid you won't even be able to escape yourselves. Is living in peace really so unbearable?"
My words left the Spirit Severing cultivators staring at one another in dismay as they immediately began searching for someone to lead them. One of the elders, who had the highest cultivation, said at once, "Since ancient times, righteousness and evil have been irreconcilable. Our disciples are willing to sacrifice themselves in the struggle between good and evil. Under the current circumstances, the notion of living in