The two men stared at the white-robed youth ahead, who still looked perfectly calm with his hands clasped behind his back. Fear spread through their hearts like vines running wild.
Qin Yan ignored their stares. He raised a finger and pointed at them.
Hum—!
Hum—!
Two Dark Masses shot from Qin Yan's hand, tearing through space at astonishing speed. They left two black trails in the air as they hurtled toward the men.
Though small, the masses held an immense concentration of Darkness Force and radiated a heart-stopping aura.
In a panic, the two warriors raised their Spirit Weapons to block them. But the Darkness Domain had suppressed them so severely that they were weaker than they normally were at their peak without their Golden Bodies. With half their vitality drained, their formidable Mid-Stage Grandmaster cultivation had already plunged to rock bottom. How could they withstand a strike from the terrifying Qin Yan in that state?
The Dark Masses knocked both weapons away—the golden longsword flew from its owner's hand, spinning into the distance;
The golden saber was sent flying as well. It traced an arc through the air and landed on the ground.
The Dark Masses pierced both men's Golden Bodies.
Cracks spread outward from the points of impact, and golden fragments sprayed in every direction.
Their Golden Bodies dissipated. Two weakened figures appeared before Qin Yan.
Their faces were pale, their auras faint, and their eyes filled with fear and disbelief.
They looked at Qin Yan and opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but no words came out.
Then they lost consciousness and toppled toward the ground.
Two tiny, bloody holes had appeared in their abdomens. Blood flowed from the wounds, where Darkness Force lingered.
Black mist churned around the wounds, preventing them from healing and eating