Among them, those suffering the most were the Quasi-Saint experts of these factions.
They could only silently watch their own forces be destroyed.
They did not dare make a move.
Because in the void, a giant eye was staring fixedly at them.
The moment they dared to act, they would not live much longer.
That giant eye needed only one glance to make them feel as though they had fallen into an icy abyss.
Anything capable of making Quasi-Saints feel as though they had fallen into an icy abyss had to be an even stronger Quasi-Saint.
They did not dare move in the slightest. They could only watch helplessly as their disciples died, as their loved ones were mercilessly slaughtered.
There were also Quasi-Saint experts who refused to accept this. Watching their own descendants die before their very eyes, a Quasi-Saint made his move.
Then, a divine bolt of lightning descended from the heavens. His body was instantly blasted into pieces, and even his true spirit was completely erased.
In the struggle between the Great Blade Association and the Dark Shadow Pavilion, the Dark Shadow Pavilion had fought to this point and lost so many disciples, yet not a single Quasi-Saint had dared to act.
And you, a mere first-level Quasi-Saint, had such nerve?
At present, countless Quasi-Saint experts were secretly praying that it would not be their turn, that they would not be found.
"Senior Brother, is this the Love Sect?"
The disciple beside him stared at the scene below with a strange expression.
"It should be..."
Even Ye Lin felt that something was off.
Below lay a stretch of grassland, upon which stood pavilion after pavilion. Between them ran paths paved with white jade.
Up to this point, it looked somewhat normal.
But the problem lay with those