"Damn it, this is downright damned."
A Zhou Clan disciple could not help but scream, "With just one strike, he killed sixteen Martial Master Realm Snake Demons without a sound, not even giving them a chance to cry out. What kind of combat power is that?!"
"You have to understand, those were Martial Master Realm Snake Demons—Martial Master Realm! Some were even at the sixth level of the Martial Master Realm. They weren't some random cats and dogs!"
He was practically losing his mind, utterly unable to believe what he had just witnessed. It was simply too terrifying and shocking. With a single thrust of his spear, sixteen Martial Master Realm Snake Demons had died, their entire bodies reduced to dust, unable even to utter a scream.
If that kid had been a Grandmaster Realm expert, they would not have found it strange. But that kid was at most at the fourth level of the Martial Master Realm. How could he possibly accomplish something so horrifying?
"Shut up!" Zhou Hao cursed in a low voice. "Yelling that loudly—are you trying to lure the Snake Demons here? If you want to die, we don't want to die with you."
"I'm sorry." The Zhou Clan disciple immediately lowered his head, terrified. If they alerted the Snake Demons here, they would not have enough lives to throw away.
"But this is just too astonishing. It's simply not something an ordinary Martial Master Realm martial artist could do." The Zhou Clan disciple still could not help saying it, deeply shaken.
"Ordinary people naturally can't do it."
Zhou Hao clenched his fists. "But do you know what that black spear in the kid's hand is? A treasure artifact—and an offensive treasure artifact at that. It's worth a fortune. Even Kings don't possess many of them."