"Kill!" He Xian barked. At the sight, he did not hesitate in the slightest and cut down the remaining men. Just then-
Another squad of soldiers arrived, riding Blood-Colored Ancient Beasts, sweeping toward him like a torrent.
Every single member of this squad was actually in the Heavenly God Realm, and they even had a sect master overseeing them. Such a force was no easy thing to assemble.
This squad that attacked He Xian was even stronger, their auras colder. One glance was enough to tell that they had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Yet they did not seem particularly rational. They were utterly numb.
Even so, they were extremely difficult to deal with.
None of these men had attained their strength by spending all day cultivating in seclusion. They were formidable warriors who had crawled out of heaps of battlefield corpses.
Thus, when people like these reached the Heavenly God Realm, the result was terrifying. They possessed combat experience far beyond that of ordinary people, along with fearsome fighting prowess.
They were terrifying experts honed by death.
Ordinary Heavenly Gods already stood high above others, embodying power, but these men were a wolf pack among Heavenly Gods, gods of death who inspired even greater dread.
However, He Xian was no ordinary person either. Experts and ruthless men were precisely what he feared least.
Without the slightest hesitation, he charged up, his hands like two Heavenly Blades, and launched straight into a bloody slaughter.
"Awooo!" These men charged at him, not stopping because of his extraordinary strength. Instead, their momentum grew even fiercer as they drove their mounts forward in a death charge.
Atop a Blood-Horned Beast, a middle-aged man with disheveled hair brought a great blood-colored halberd cleaving down. Scarlet light flashed in his