Outside the Ice Cave, everyone saw a sudden burst of brilliant light from within, illuminating a vast stretch of ice.
Anyone with experience knew at a glance that Zhao Shanqi had made his move.
Yet the light lasted only an instant, just like that Divine Light Sect disciple who had exploded earlier. It had clearly been cut short by force.
Then even the sounds of fighting inside ceased.
With that earlier example before them, no one believed Zhao Shanqi was strong enough to end the fight so quickly. That meant someone had ended it for him.
Wu Jinliang, who had smashed Luo Buqi's skull, called out to the others, "Hey, where are you looking? Look over here at your grandpa! Your grandpa's right here. I'm your opponent." He raised his saber and pointed at them one by one. "Stop dawdling. Come at me together!"
The group exchanged looks.
Someone signaled to his fellow disciples, and they immediately darted away together, vanishing into the darkness of the boundless Icefield.
Once someone took the lead in fleeing, the rest scrambled to outpace one another. In the blink of an eye, every last one was gone.
Wu Jinliang grew anxious. "Hey, come back! What are you running for? Get back here..."
Only a fool would come back. The strength Shi Chun had displayed had already shaken them badly, and this fellow was even more outrageous, actually telling them all to attack at once. How were they supposed to fight that? Staying would be courting death.
They could still do simple arithmetic. Shi Chun was supposedly at upper attainment of Initial Martial, yet he had flattened every Divine Light Sect disciple in a single encounter. What more needed to be said about this supposed minor attainment Advanced Martial cultivator, who opened his mouth and