Amid the ethereal immortal music, wisps of gray mist drifted through the air. Some of the cultivators among them had already begun breathing rapidly, their eyes growing unfocused.
Li Yi, Mirror Demon, Sars, and the others were all breaking out in cold sweat.
"Thud!"
A cultivator from the Witch God Sect suddenly collapsed, utterly lifeless. His face still wore a faint, stiff smile, making him look all the more eerie.
But this was only the beginning.
Within moments, cultivators began collapsing one after another among the Witch God Sect, Jian Fan's group, the Woman in Red's group, and every other force present.
In the blink of an eye, several hundred people had fallen.
Of course, most of the fallen cultivators had only reached the Hunyuan or Divine Lord Realm. Not a single Monarch had fallen.
"Jingle, jingle—!"
The ethereal wonderland was filled with drifting peach blossoms, and the song grew ever clearer. Yet the song concealed boundless killing intent. The gray mist spreading through the area thickened, even taking the shape of enormous ghostly faces several zhang tall, which leered and cackled above everyone's heads.
"Thud—!"
At last, the first Monarch fell. This Monarch was from Water Mist Continent.
Ever since Li Yi had sat down to meditate, his mind had remained in a muddled state, trapped in something strange. He kept feeling that something was wrong, but could never figure out what. It was like being a forgetful person who had suddenly forgotten what he was about to do, yet could not remember it no matter how hard he tried.
At that moment, Li Yi's left arm seemed to sense danger and suddenly lit up on its own. Black light flashed, and a stream of dark demonic energy spread from it, coiling around Li Yi's body and instantly dispelling