Jiang Liu's left hand swept repeatedly. Whenever anyone managed to run farther away, he rewarded them with an Ice Blade.
The people pouring out of the passage were simply too numerous, though, and the Ice Blades could no longer keep up with them.
Jiang Liu thrust the great saber behind his back, drew out the Dongxiao Flute, and placed it to his lips.
Although playing the Soul-Seizing Tune earlier had consumed too much of his mental power, making it unsuitable for him to play the Soul-Seizing Tune again and control so many people at once,
he clearly had no intention of playing the Soul-Seizing Tune this time.
Besides, the remaining Grandmasters, Minor Grandmasters, and Ranked Martial Practitioners did not need the Soul-Seizing Tune. He could control them completely without it.
Holding the Dongxiao Flute, Jiang Liu stood before the secret passage and began to play.
When the people from the Halls of Yama saw that Jiang Liu had stopped firing Ice Blades, they immediately rose and fled as fast as they could.
At that moment, they hated themselves for not cultivating their movement martial skills to the limit.
But no matter how fast they were, they could not outrun Jiang Liu's flute music.
As Jiang Liu played, the boundless yellow sand gathered into countless tiny yellow dragons and attacked everyone present.
When the little yellow dragons reached the people before them, some pierced straight through their bodies, while others suddenly scattered and enveloped the people from the Halls of Yama.
Some of the weaker Minor Grandmasters and Ranked Martial Practitioners were killed on the spot. Only the Grandmasters survived.
But they soon fell into an illusion. Their expressions immediately twisted into ferocity, and they grabbed their weapons and attacked the companions beside them.
Before long, the screams that had only