The projection continued.
One after another, the Chasing Stars Sect members Qin Shaofeng had brought along died miserably, making the people from both sects' scalps tingle.
Before and after the battle, more than a hundred people had already died tragic deaths.
When they recalled how unstoppable those people had looked in battle before, shock began to fill everyone's eyes.
Especially the Seven Stars Sect's elders, whose eyes had already begun to show admiration.
Even Ke Wuming, who looked like a young girl, could not help muttering to herself, "No matter the reason, for them to fight to such a point, they are all good men."
In contrast, Ximen Kuang and the others had both grief and pride in their eyes.
Every person who had died miserably in the projection had been their relative or friend!
Yet they were proud because they had forged this battle with their own hands.
The people they had killed were all Ninth-tier Saint Star Position experts.
Even if several Eighth-tier Saint Star Position experts could entangle a Ninth-tier Saint Star Position expert,
a Ninth-tier Saint Star Position expert, even if unable to win, could never be stopped from fleeing by a dozen—or even merely several—Eighth-tier Saint Star Position cultivators.
Yet in this battle, they had taken down a full six Ninth-tier Saint Star Position experts!
With such terrifying achievements, how could they not be proud?
The projection played on for a while longer.
The first Ninth-tier Saint Star Position expert to die miserably finally appeared.
When everyone saw that a person with merely Sixth Grade Saint Star Position cultivation had actually raised the head of a Ninth-tier Saint Star Position expert high, only to lose his life, almost everyone was once again shaken to the core.
They had finally personally experienced just how brutal that