Jiang Zhishen was fast, but there were nineteen suspicious people scattered across the venue.
Jiang Zhishen suddenly erupted, quickly taking down the first few, but in the end, he was like a single Wood struggling to support a building.
With their cover blown, the remaining dozen or so sprang into action at once.
Some rushed straight for Xu Yinyin onstage, aiming to kill her in a single strike.
Others had different plans. Rather than attack Xu Yinyin, they lunged at audience members who had yet to leave.
Among them were the blonde, blue-eyed woman and the Brown-haired, Brown-eyed Man behind Su Ye's family.
"Watch out!"
Su Xiangdong shouted and stepped in front of his wife and daughter.
Shen Mo, who had been ready for this, drew his dagger at once.
But someone else was faster.
"Hmph. You overestimate yourselves."
Mu Changkong gave a cold snort.
The two behind him had barely turned when the air around them suddenly seemed to solidify. They froze in midair, unable to move.
Spatial Stasis.
Terror filled the eyes of the blonde woman and the Brown-haired, Brown-eyed Man.
Ninth Heaven!
And a Ninth Heaven expert with a Spatial Supernatural Ability!
We're doomed!
Neither had a chance to resist.
Mu Changkong pointed into the air.
Bang!
The two frozen figures instantly exploded into countless flecks of blood, like a pair of Blood Color fireworks celebrating the end of the Concert.
The air had been sucked away, creating a powerful pressure difference. Even their Eighth Order Demon Race bodies could not withstand it and shattered instantly.
At the same time Mu Changkong struck,
Xu Zining shouted from the control room.
"Now!"
"Activate the formations!"
Several formations lit up across the venue.
Each one happened to envelop one or two of the foreigners who had just launched their