Escape

The black-robed man and his group of subordinates watched in terror as over a thousand dark-purple fish blotted out the sky and swept down upon them. Swish, swish, swish—they were like arrows streaking across the heavens, far too fast. Though they had yet to make contact, the subordinates already felt their souls tremble. The gulf between their levels was simply too vast.

These dark-purple fish slaughtered Unity Realm cultivators as easily as chopping vegetables; dealing with them was even less worth mentioning.

"Ah!"

"No—"

"Holy Lord!"

Every one of them was utterly despairing. Countless dark-purple fish flashed through their bodies, their destruction mysteries of the Dao of Slaughter effortlessly annihilating their bod...