Huo Hai ignored the people rolling on the ground and turned to walk into the distance. Whether they could survive would depend on themselves. In a place like this, murder and robbery were simply all too common.
What Huo Hai did not know was that after he left, several people who had originally been treated as cannon fodder exchanged glances, their eyes filling with killing aura. No one knew what they discussed. Afterward, they walked toward the people still writhing in agony on the ground. Spirit energy gathered around them, and their auras rose bit by bit.
"You—you bastards, what are you trying to do? If you dare make a move, I guarantee you'll die without a burial place."
The thin middle-aged man on the ground was still shouting loudly. In truth, none of them had the strength to resist now. They had recklessly circulated their spirit energy to expel the Bone-Entrenching Needles, but the quality of their spirit energy could not compare with Huo Hai's, and their cultivation was insufficient as well.
By now, because of their reckless actions, the Bone-Entrenching Needles had spread into the marrow of their bones and their Spirit Veins. Their spirit energy was basically unusable. Once they tried to circulate it, there was even a danger of spirit energy running wild and backfiring upon them.
The few people exchanged glances. "Hmph, if you survive, you definitely won't let us off later. You wanted to make us cannon fodder? Dream on. Everyone, it seems they really can't resist now. Let's quickly kill these bastards, or none of us will have a good end in the future." They were only second- and third-level Spirit Emperors, after all, and truly could not compare to them.
Everyone nodded. At last, the first person struck. A streak of Sword