As Jiao Hong spoke.
"Devour them!"
The Undying Lord, his white hair spilling over Gang Juezi's body, which he had completely taken over, gave a savage grin. An invisible force enveloped a vast area ahead.
Within that area stood seven or eight Saint Martial Grandmasters.
As luck would have it, Teng Jinsong was among them.
"No!"
"Ah! Save me! I don't want to die! I don't want to die..."
"Undying Lord, I'll take you down with me!"
Furious cries rang out.
The seven or eight Saint Martial Grandmasters roared and desperately tried to summon their True Essence to resist.
But it was no use.
Instead, each of their auras weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The change was most obvious in their flesh.
Their muscles shriveled rapidly!
In the blink of an eye, they were skin and bones, their auras fading to almost nothing.
"No..."
Teng Jinsong's face turned ashen. He felt his Life Aura ebbing at a terrifying pace. The despair of impending death engulfed him, yet he could not resist. He could only watch himself die.
Moments later, Teng Jinsong and the others were gone.
Every one of those Saint Martial Grandmasters had died.
Reduced almost to skeletons, they collapsed to the ground.
Everyone was horrified.
Teng Keshu's face went pale.
A hair's breadth. Just a hair's breadth...
The Undying Lord's power had nearly enveloped her too. If it had, she would surely have met the same fate.
"They're dead. All those Saint Martial Grandmasters are dead."
"Damn it! They're dead, and we'll be next."
"The Undying Lord... that damned Undying Lord..."
In the distance, many people's hearts churned as despair and fear spread.
Meanwhile.
"Undying Lord, I suggest devouring Qin Hao first..."
Jiao Hong knelt respectfully before the Undying Lord.
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