Ling Tian suddenly darted through the battlefield like a ghostly fiend. Wherever he went, he only had to raise a finger, and almost every cultivator he pointed at was doomed. Even experts at the Quasi-Sage level were wounded by his attacks. In just a few breaths, he had killed more than a dozen experts nearing the Quasi-Sage level. Fairy Sword Ji and the others were utterly stunned. Of course, they could hardly have been happier: the more cultivators Ling Tian killed, the safer they would be, and the greater their chance of driving back the alliance of the God Realm's major factions and resolving this crisis.
While Fairy Sword Ji and the others tried to figure out why Ling Tian had become so powerful, he didn't stop. He continued darting through the battlefield like a ghostly fiend, and under his attacks, even more experts nearing the Quasi-Sage level were killed. He then joined forces with Feng Lingzi, the Young Leader, and the others to kill one or two Quasi-Sage experts as well.
Although the alliance of the God Realm's major factions already had more than forty Quasi-Sages and several thousand experts nearing the Quasi-Sage level, they still couldn't withstand Ling Tian's slaughter. In just a few breaths, dozens of experts nearing the Quasi-Sage level and several Quasi-Sages had been killed. Such losses were enormous for them.
Most importantly, the cultivators of the alliance realized they had no way to deal with Ling Tian. They couldn't even threaten weaker fighters like Fairy Sword Ji and the others, because Ling Tian could rush over to support them at any moment and kill their men. This plunged the alliance's cultivators into despair. Fearing they would be next, none of the large forces waiting at a distance teleported over to join the battle. Even