Next...
Ma Shuquan and the other onlookers witnessed a terrifying scene.
The black-clad Young Master Ling erupted with streams of golden light all over his body, flashing continuously among Xiao Nanpan's guards, maidservants, and elders.
Everywhere he passed, one person after another fell to the ground.
Whether they were at the Divine Martial Stage or Saint Martial Stage, every one of them was blasted apart by his golden light. No one could withstand even a single move from him.
In just over twenty breaths...
The battle was over. Everyone from the Mysterious Xiao Sect was already sprawled amid the ruins of the inn, wailing in agony.
An elder who had never encountered Sikong Jing screamed, "Impossible! How can a peak Saint Emperor be this terrifying? Report it at once... Frost Isle Lord, report it at once!"
Ma Shuquan snapped out of his daze, yet he did not dare send out a report.
The next moment... Bang!
Sikong Jing struck the loudly shouting Mysterious Xiao Sect elder unconscious with a heavy palm, then looked toward Ling Mi'er amid the ruins.
At that moment, she was being held hostage by a Divine Martial Stage guard.
The guard said in extreme terror, "Kneel, you sinner, you murderer... If you don't kneel now, I'll kill your little sister!"
Sikong Jing merely cast him a faint glance before flicking out a finger. A streak of golden light shot forth, striking straight into the guard's brow.
Bang...
The guard seemed to have been struck by lightning. His entire head exploded on the spot, and he died.
Having dealt with him, Sikong Jing flashed to Ling Mi'er's side. She stared blankly at him, so shocked that she could not speak for a time, her mind buzzing incessantly.
But she immediately cried, "Second Brother, hurry and go! Escape