"They're together—run!"
No matter how shocked they were, someone always reacted first.
With that person's warning, the other eight swiftly came to their senses. Then, as if they had planned it beforehand, they scattered and fled.
Even a peak God-Seeing Realm expert could be killed in an instant. Even at their peak, they would have struggled against him, let alone now, when the power of their Dao Tracks had all been sealed.
Better a dead fellow cultivator than a dead poor cultivator.
The nine fled in different directions. As long as they ran fast enough, as long as they were lucky enough, there was still a sliver of hope for survival.
Yet hope was beautiful, while reality was cruel.
Before they could get far, countless sword lights swiftly emerged along each of their paths.
Fang Xiao calmly watched as the sword lights drove them back again and again, sneering inwardly. Did they really think he had merely been hiding nearby to watch the show?
In truth, he had long since deployed the Void Cutter Sword lights. They now filled this entire grotto-heaven, leaving those present with no possibility of escape.
Under normal circumstances, the Void Cutter Sword would naturally have been far inferior to these people.
But now, their strength had plummeted. Calling it a fall in cultivation would not have been an exaggeration. Dealing with them required no effort at all.
Before long, he had forced them into one place and trapped them there.
Before death, what did it matter if they were God-Seeing Realm powerhouses? Their hearts were still gripped by terror, their faces filled with unease.
Fang Xiao could have killed them all, but the purpose of this trip had yet to be achieved. Naturally, he needed to let them live a little longer.
"I won't waste