Cries of agony rang out one after another.
Bai Ye, who had been so imposing just moments ago, lost even the thought of fleeing after becoming Zuo Long's target, let alone continuing to kill.
With neither cultivation, combat strength, nor speed capable of comparing to Zuo Long's,
he had barely turned around on instinct
when waves of stabbing pain suddenly shot through both shoulders.
Daring not to look at his shoulders, he immediately tried to flee.
The instant he moved,
he felt someone grab both his feet as well.
"Zuo Long, I am the second ruler of our Dragon Cloud Continent! If you lay a hand on me, you are betraying the continent!" Bai Ye cried out miserably.
He was simply too terrified.
The moment his shout ended, intense pain surged through him alongside a crunch from his left leg.
He instinctively wanted to strike back.
Only at this moment did he understand what the pain in his shoulders had been.
For when he tried to retaliate, he finally realized that both his arms had already been forcibly torn off by Zuo Long when his shoulders first started hurting.
The next moment,
he felt himself being lifted up.
A sorrowful feeling instantly welled up in his heart.
Only now did he finally discover that he was far from the only one in such a state.
The peak Nihility Realm experts he had brought along were all in exactly the same predicament.
Zuo Long and the others carried them, yet instead of taking them to Qin Shaofeng themselves, they handed them directly to those peak Nihility Realm experts as though they were Ghost Corpse Slaves.
Then the peak Nihility Realm experts ran errands and delivered them to Qin Shaofeng.
What should have been an incomparably brutal battle
had turned into a