The hundred members of the Yao Residence had slaughtered tens of thousands in just two short hours. It was like a joke—how could such a thing be possible?
So now, the entire place was terrifyingly silent.
Swish, swish, swish...
At last, several more figures came rushing out of the chaos district. They were in an utterly bedraggled state, their faces pale to the extreme.
Boom...
The next moment, an expert from a Shaking One District faction lunged at them and demanded heavily, "You finally came out! What exactly happened? Why are all your fellow disciples dead?"
These figures were disciples of that Shaking One District faction.
Of their hundred disciples, only the life lamps of these few remained unbroken!
In other words, these disciples had escaped that horrifying massacre. They surely knew what had happened then.
And they surely knew how the hundred from the Yao Residence had slaughtered tens of thousands in such a short time.
As this Shaking One District expert questioned them...
Countless gazes across the scene fell upon the young men. Pei Yuzheng and Gong Ying were among them, as were Chang Ao and Cang Lin; naturally, this also included Duanmu Chun, Yao Yulou, and everyone else.
The several Shaking One District disciples swallowed hard. One of them replied, "The Overlord Soul Hundred-Man Army-Slaying Formation!"
Those few short words left everyone utterly bewildered. What the hell was that?
Then, the few of them began talking over one another as they described what had happened: how Sikong Jing had suddenly appeared to save the hundred from the Yao Residence, then formed that incomparably terrifying hundred-man army-slaying formation.
After hearing it all, nearly everyone stood with their mouths agape, looking at one another in dismay.
Then they all turned to Chang Ao. The meaning was obvious—did something like