The clamor rose and fell without end, while the vast black clouds formed by the demons in the sky drew ever closer.
Just then, several hundred cultivators suddenly soared into the air on their swords, their faces pale as they fled desperately toward the Endless Sea.
The actions of these several hundred cultivators became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
The convictions of countless wavering cultivators collapsed, and they followed suit.
The mortals behind them saw this scene and grew incomparably despairing.
The crowd retreated frantically. Some stumbled and fell, only to be trampled beneath the feet of others. In the blink of an eye, they became pools of bloody pulp and lost their lives.
Those closest to the sea quickly retreated all the way to the shore.
The tides surged in the sea, and to mortals, they were no less dangerous.
Countless people halted in terror, crying out loudly.
Yet the crowd behind them showed no sign of stopping at all.
"Plop, plop..."
Countless mortals were squeezed directly into the seawater like dumplings being dropped into a pot, swallowed by the constantly rolling waves.
This string of sudden changes had occurred almost at the same moment Zhu Hanwei began speaking.
By the time Zhu Hanwei's words ended, the crowd had already become a complete mess.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Just as the cultivators who had fled first rushed out of Muyun Prefecture and were about to approach the nearest island equipped with a Teleportation Array—
Over a hundred streaks of sword light tore through the sky and struck those cultivators with lightning speed.
"Ah..."
Amid a series of miserable screams, those cultivators had no time to defend themselves before exploding into clouds of blood, dying horribly in midair.
The sudden turn of events jolted the other cultivators who