"Kill!"
The female prodigies behind Yang Lingtian had also been driven into a killing frenzy.
They vented all the fury in their chests upon these lackeys of the Zhan Tian Sect.
For a time, Sword Qi crisscrossed the passage, while divine light flashed.
The entire passage had become a blood-soaked Asura hell.
How could those ordinary disciples of the Zhan Tian Sect possibly be a match for this group of heaven's favored daughters?
Every one of them possessed the strength to challenge those in higher realms.
Now that they had joined forces, they were even more unstoppable.
In a single exchange, the Zhan Tian Sect's guards suffered heavy casualties and retreated step by step.
"Quick, go summon the warden!"
"We can't hold out! These women have gone completely mad!"
The guards were slaughtered until they cried for their fathers and mothers, rolling and crawling away in panic. The arrogant air they had displayed before was nowhere to be seen.
Yang Lingtian, however, showed no mercy once he had gained the upper hand.
He was like a tiger among a flock of sheep, the Chaos Sword Qi in his hand.
Every time he swung it, several lives were inevitably claimed.
He slaughtered the Zhan Tian Sect's disciples until their hearts trembled with fear, and they fled at the mere sight of him.
"A bunch of trash!"
Just then, an authoritative roar filled with fury came from the end of the passage.
Immediately afterward, a terrifying pressure at the Late Divine Lord Realm swept over like a raging tide.
The entire passage trembled violently beneath that pressure.
The female prodigies who were fighting all froze.
It felt as though an invisible mountain had been pressed down upon them, making even breathing difficult.
At the end of the passage, a man wearing a