Azure Elixir Ancestor hovered in midair, drenched in blood, staring blankly at the scene before him. He was so utterly stunned that he temporarily forgot even the searing pain of his wounds. Below the sect gates, everyone on both sides stood frozen in dead silence.
Blackstone Valley's thousand elite disciples watched their four mighty backers perish in an instant. Terror nearly shattered their hearts and guts; many went weak at the knees and collapsed. Some came to their senses and tried to turn and flee.
The masked expert swept his gaze downward and casually sent out several gentle yet immense waves of astral force.
The waves surged across the entire battlefield like a tide. There was no bloody slaughter, but wherever they passed, the Blackstone Valley disciples felt their heads jolt and their minds roar. All strength drained from their bodies in an instant. One after another, they fell with muffled groans, knocked unconscious, their bodies strewn haphazardly across the mountain path.
In the blink of an eye, all thousand Blackstone Valley invaders had lost the ability to move, falling unconscious.
The only two enemies still conscious, both in the early transforming force realm, were just about to turn and flee. They, too, were instantly struck down.
Having finished all this, the masked expert did not linger for even a moment. He did not so much as glance at the shaken members of the Azure Elixir Sect. His figure blurred into a streak of light as he sped off into the distance once more, vanishing from everyone's sight in an instant. Only faint residual ripples of astral force remained, slowly dissipating between heaven and earth.
That was right.
The masked steel force realm expert who had annihilated four late transforming force realm experts with a flick of his fingers and