"You wait here for a while. I'll deal with these people and be right back."
Sentience Fu Hua looked down at the demons chasing the fleeing humans. Though she was the Herrscher of Sentience and, by all rights, a villain... having inherited Fu Hua's memories, she had always considered herself an immortal who protected the earth. Her methods might differ, but she would not stand by and watch others die.
With that, Senti leaped from the flying sword and landed directly on the ground.
"Everyone... stop!"
Standing on the ground, Sentience Fu Hua shouted at the seemingly endless demon clan before her. But compared to the tens of thousands of demons, she was far too small. Besides, these demons had already gone mad with bloodlust, each one intoxicated by the slaughter. Naturally, they would not stop just because Senti had appeared.
Many of the demons had not even noticed her, much less stopped.
"Hah! So none of you listen when people talk? Then don't blame me!"
Seeing the demons ignore her, Sentience Fu Hua laughed instead... Rolling her wrists, she swung an arm just as the demons were about to reach her. A black-feathered cape appeared behind her...
Crimson mist swirled around her, and three divine weapons appeared at her side.
Wielding the three divine weapons, Sentience Fu Hua stood alone against the myriad demons of the Northern Mountains, holding them all at bay.
"Kill!"
Her crimson eyes fixed ahead, Sentience Fu Hua raised her spear in her right hand, kicked off the ground... and charged straight at them. Facing that massive horde of demons, she was like an arrow piercing into their midst.
Every thrust and sweep of her spear instantly killed swathes of demons.
At that moment, she was like Zhao Zilong of Changshan, charging in and out