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The silver radiance of the writing staff smashed the man's head to pieces on the spot. Xiao Ran then leaped down and swung the staff in his hand.

He began reciting poetry.

"In my early years, I never knew how hard life could be; gazing north from the Central Plains, my spirit soared like a mountain."

As he recited, the seemingly ordinary long staff in his hand began to flash with brilliant silver light.

Literary energy shimmered around Xiao Ran, transforming into countless passages of writing. With each swing of his staff, they hung like a reversed river of stars, then descended from the sky.

"Snow falls on the river crossing at Guazhou as warships sail by at night; autumn winds sweep past the Great San Pass as iron horses charge."

In an instant, the sky was covered in dazzling silver light. Even the two statues couldn't keep their eyes open against its brilliance.

Only then did the seven people below realize something was wrong.

They stopped fighting and looked up, their faces filled with horror. The dazzling silver light overhead poured down like a raging flood.

"Argh!!"

One of them roared as countless bone spurs burst from his body, turning him into a hedgehog. He leaped into the air and spun rapidly, becoming a top as he tried to force his way through the silver radiance.

But when the light fell, it didn't collide with him as violently as expected. Instead, it wound around him again and again. Then the starlight suddenly exploded, blowing him to pieces.

Another hurriedly retreated, but was struck by the aftershock of the river of stars falling from the sky. He flew backward like a kite with its string cut, his flesh tearing apart in midair.

By the time Xiao Ran landed, the light