Whatever complaints she harbored, Winter Melon understood that she had to carry out this seemingly witless task.
Although she had done quite a few things like this before, Winter Melon still felt she lacked experience with stupidity on this scale.
But...
Winter Melon looked down.
In this situation, Xu Linglong had given her a little inspiration after all. Its voice turned slightly colder:
"I'll do it, but we have our own rules. How I do it is none of your business."
"I won't interfere, but I will report back," the Heavenly Derivation Sect disciple said in an equally unfriendly tone. "Think about the price before you act."
The price?
Winter Melon said nothing, merely drawing the Soft-Bone Long Sword as dark red spiritual power surged around her.
The next instant, her figure vanished.
Within the mountain hollow.
Wave after wave of scarlet energy surged through it. Barriers rose and shattered, fragments formed from condensed energy scattering in every direction.
Beneath the fluorescent glow, the mountain hollow was shrouded in a bloody scarlet haze.
Amid the surging spiritual power, the roars and sounds of desperate combat became almost inaudible.
Within the Heavenly Derivation Sect disciples' sight, demonic energy surged from Winter Melon without the slightest concealment, and the Soft-Bone Long Sword mercilessly reaped every life before her.
Even those with Nascent Soul cultivation were nothing more than insects that needed to be ground under Winter Melon's heel a couple more times.
Winter Melon paid no attention to those fleeing in every direction. It simply did its utmost to kill every living thing in sight.
Thus, quite a few people scattered and fled.
Winter Melon looked back, only to find that the Heavenly Derivation Sect disciples really did not care at all whether this would ruin things.
If even they did not