A peak lower-rank Great Emperor ultimately had not been slain by Mu Qing and the others' joint assault, but had instead fallen beneath the siege of countless monsters.
For a Great Emperor, this was an exceptionally humiliating way to die—not to fall in battle against a powerful foe, but to be beaten to death by a mob!
Sword Three's corpse in particular was parasitized by those monsters, every last bit of nourishment sucked away. One parasitic monster absorbed Sword Three's Greedy Wolf Holy Spirit, and its body abruptly swelled to several hundred meters tall.
After all, this was the corpse of a Great Emperor. Growing as parasites within it, these monsters gained even greater power.
In just a few minutes, Sword Three's corpse had vanished completely, leaving behind not the slightest trace of its existence.
The multitude of monsters slowly moved toward Jin Jiuyin.
At this moment, a faint smile hung on Jin Jiuyin's face. He did not have the surrounding monsters attack, merely waiting quietly for everyone's reaction.
With a wave of his hand, he had the nearby monsters retreat into the gray mist, leaving everyone room to act.
"The monsters within the gray mist are nearly endless. Unless you possess the strength of an upper-rank Great Emperor, there is no way you'll survive. You'd best not harbor any wishful illusions."
Jin Jiuyin smiled.
He had never made a move himself, yet by controlling the monsters within the gray mist, he was fully capable of wiping everyone out.
Mo Sen and the others were itching to make a move. Tian Yin and several others frowned, while Zi Jinyuan's group stood beside Mu Qing, watching these people warily.
Neither Heartless Hall nor Heavenly Court made a direct move, and no one understood why Jin Jiuyin would make such a demand.