Let Them Go

Meanwhile, just as the two Nascent Soul cultivators charging at Southern Dipper turned pale and tried to retreat, it was already too late. They saw only a flash of white light before their bodies were struck by a tremendous impact and sent crashing toward the ground, leaving them no time to react at all.

At that moment, all the murmuring voices vanished. Everyone was stunned by the scene before them!

Although they had heard of Akatsuki's power before, very few had actually witnessed them in action. No matter how widely the stories spread, they could not compare to seeing it firsthand. Especially Northern Dipper's attack just now—almost no one had seen how he struck. By the time they realized something was wrong, the result was already laid out before them—the late-stage Nascent Soul commander-in-chief of Kunyang City had been severely injured in an instant.

"Dance of Death!!! Is this the legendary Dance of Death? It actually possesses such terrifying power!" A Nascent Soul cultivator swallowed hard, feeling a chill run down his back as profound fear gripped him.

It was not just him. Everyone present felt as though they had fallen into an ice cellar, that bone-piercing cold invading their marrow in an instant.

If Northern Dipper wanted to assassinate them, how many of them could retreat unscathed?

Probably not even enough to count on one hand!

"Northern Dipper Divine Envoy truly lives up to his reputation. I never thought I would get to see him fight here!" Mu Li said excitedly. His naturally quiet temperament gave him an instinctive fondness for assassins. He had heard of Akatsuki's Northern Dipper long ago, but this was the first time he had seen him from such close range.

Lin Chuan said nothing. He could sense Mu Li's delight and Mu Zheng's shock,