Jiang Che did not say much, only nodding lightly.
Xiao An raised a dragon claw and lightly slashed through the air.
It was like tapping the surface of a lake.
Yet in that instant, the space within dozens of miles suddenly froze solid.
The Xu Clan's pinnacle-level retainer abruptly stiffened.
The spatial passage that was about to take shape seemed to have its throat seized by an invisible hand. It shattered inch by inch, dissolving into countless tiny motes of light.
At the same time, a black spatial rift silently opened beneath his feet. Like a mouth that had suddenly appeared, it swallowed him whole.
He vanished into the darkness of that rift before he even had time to let out a scream.
The same scene played out simultaneously in every corner of the deserted island.
Those wind-element mages who had been rapidly fleeing through the air suddenly discovered that the space around them had been sealed shut!
It did not feel like being blocked by a wall of wind, nor was it like being obstructed by an ice barrier...
Rather, it was as if the coordinates of the entire space had been erased by an invisible hand, replaced by absolute nothingness!
The shadow-element mages who had slipped into the shadows were in an even sorrier state.
Once space had been sealed off, their Shadow Escape techniques collapsed outright, and they were swallowed in unison by precise black rifts.
The entire process took less than three breaths...
More than a hundred mages attempting to flee all vanished, leaving the deserted island empty.
Only those who had not escaped in time remained, along with those left half-dead by the lightning punishment and several clan heads who had completely given up resisting.
Jiang Che still had uses for these people. After all,