The other five top-tier Purple Mansion Perfection cultivators were still under the Heartless Sword's influence, their eyes vacant and their expressions dazed, like so many puppets on strings.
Clang!
Several more streaks of black sword light shot out, laden with the aura of death, reaping the five men like the Grim Reaper's scythe.
Four of them exploded the instant the sword light touched them, bursting into clouds of blood and dying on the spot.
Only one seemed to be wearing some kind of protective artifact. A pale golden barrier erupted around him as the sword light struck.
But the barrier lasted less than a single breath before shattering. Without losing any momentum, the sword light cleaved through half his body, sending flesh and blood flying in a gruesome spray.
The man snapped out of the Heartless Sword's influence, and agonizing pain instantly engulfed his consciousness.
He could not even spare the time to scream. Only one thought remained in his mind: Run!
He mustered his last scrap of strength to launch himself away in a streak of light, trying to escape this slaughterhouse.
But how could he possibly outrun Jiang Tian's sword?
Jiang Tian did not even give him another glance. He casually swung his sword.
Another streak of black sword light swept past. The man's body stopped abruptly in midair, then fell limply to the ground.
All dead.
Far away, the many cultivators who had watched everything from a distance since the auction ended now had clothes soaked through with cold sweat, clinging tightly to their bodies.
Their eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets, their mouths gaped wide enough to fit a fist, and their minds went utterly blank.
What... what was going on?
*Hadn't this man just been pinned down by the Jade Water Alliance and Purple