"Who allowed you to touch my people?!"
This voice did not come from Murong Huai's throat. Instead, it reverberated directly within the depths of everyone's souls. The instant the words fell, a pressure powerful enough to crush heaven and earth erupted, spreading madly outward with Murong Huai at its center.
The Evil Soul Master corpses strewn across the valley instantly let out piercing explosions. Their flesh was first squeezed tight as though gripped by an invisible giant hand, violently bursting into a skyful of bloody mist. Then their bones shattered inch by inch, while even the residual fluctuations of Soul Power were ground into dust and scattered into the wind without leaving a trace.
The ground began to crack wildly. What surged from the fissures was not magma, but deathly energy blacker than ink. The accumulated bloody baleful aura melted like snow before this pressure, erased completely before it could even let out a wail. The main peak of the Blood Cavern Mountains trembled violently. Before the sound of tumbling boulders could spread, they were crushed by the pressure into dust that did not even have the chance to rise into the air.
On the evacuation route several miles away, Qian Jun and Gui Mei were leading four thousand Judgment Heavenly Army cavalrymen at a gallop. Their golden armor gleamed with a cold light, while the horses' hoofbeats shook the ground. Yet the moment the pressure arrived, the warhorses suddenly shrieked miserably, their forelegs giving way as they crashed to their knees, foam spraying from their mouths and noses. Just as the cavalrymen tried to activate their Soul Power to steady themselves, it felt as though invisible mountains had slammed down upon them, their bones creaking beneath the unbearable weight.
Qian Jun hastily summoned his martial soul and drove the