"Crimson Blood Human Race!" A Blood Race member cried out in alarm. Immediately afterward, auras belonging to Divine Sea Realm cultivators rose one after another. Beneath the night sky, countless Divine Sea Realm Blood Race members reacted swiftly, turning into Blood Light as they pounced toward the woman.
For a time, the scene was magnificent, the auras chaotic.
Suddenly, a clear sword cry rang out. Then a glint of cold light blossomed in midair, splitting into thousands upon thousands of streaks as it slashed down from above.
Within the densely packed Blood Race camp, casualties mounted horribly in an instant. Vast numbers of Blood Race members had no idea what had happened before they were cut into mangled pieces by the razor-sharp Sword Qi. Even Divine Sea Realm Blood Race members screamed as they fell from the sky.
Countless sword lights ran rampant through the Blood Race camp, carrying boundless slaughter in their wake.
Under the cover of night, a figure stood in the air, Sword Qi coiling around him. He cut an imposing figure, like a divine being descended from the heavens.
Lu Ye struggled to his feet and shook his head. Turning to look around, he saw that there was not a single survivor within a thousand zhang of where he stood. Every Blood Race member within that range had been utterly wiped out by a single spell from the Mysterious Woman.
Even Dao Thirteen's back was a blur of blood and flesh.
Dao Thirteen was a Divine Sea Realm Body Cultivator, his physique extraordinarily powerful. Yet the woman's spell had not even targeted him; he had merely been caught in its aftermath and had suffered such injuries. Its power was truly terrifying.
If they faced each other head-on, Dao Thirteen would be no match for this woman.