"What? What is that?!"
"It's a pen."
"What the hell is wrong with him? Why pull out a pen at a critical moment? To write his will?"
"Write my ass. At a time like this, would there even be time? There has to be some scheme behind it."
Someone immediately sensed that Xia Ping had taken out a magic treasure. Their divine senses were exceptionally sharp, and they could feel the extraordinary aura emanating from the golden pen, along with an intense sense of threat.
They did not believe that this brat had pulled out a pen at such a crucial moment to write a will. He must have some tremendous secret, which was why he had taken it out now.
"Die!"
Xia Ping could not be bothered to waste words on this group. He gripped the Samsara Pen, poured his mana into it, and lightly slashed at the void.
Boom!
In an instant, the Samsara Pen erupted with terrifying sharpness—a streak of icy white radiance that seemed capable of tearing the heavens in half, boundlessly terrifying.
Closest to Xia Ping was the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect's Ten Thousand Poisons Peach Blossom Array. The many Ten Thousand Poisons Sect disciples bore the brunt of the attack, instantly struck by that icy white radiance.
They did not even have time to react before the entire grand array was torn apart like tofu and utterly collapsed, wholly unable to withstand such razor-sharp power.
Even the bodies of those Ten Thousand Poisons Sect disciples were struck by the sharp radiance, sliced cleanly across. Their cuts were smooth, as though struck by a peerless sword sharp enough to split hairs, their entire bodies cleaved in two.
"AAAAAH!!!"
One Ten Thousand Poisons Sect disciple after another let out shrill screams. To their horror, they discovered