"He deserved to die!" Xiao Hua said blandly. He did not remain where he was, instead dropping toward the sand and gravel below. Another tentacle had appeared eerily above his head, slashing precisely at the spot where he had just stood.
From Shui Chong's shouted warning to Huang Chu Fan's death beneath the Mirage Tentacle, only a few breaths had passed. The cultivators from the other groups who were fleeing in panic might not have noticed the tragedy here, but Jade Fat Ancestor, Poison Stone Superior, and Shi Qing saw it clearly. All three nearly simultaneously felt something utterly inconceivable rise in their hearts. How... how could this be possible?
Yet having that thought did not mean they were unafraid. Though their movements were a fraction slower than Men Ci Feng, Hui Jin, and the others, once they activated their movement techniques, they too shot backward over a hundred zhang and fled toward the way they had come.
The instant they flew away, several tentacles swept one after another through the places where they had stood, all missing their targets! Had the three hesitated even a moment longer, they would likely have met the same fate as Huang Chu Fan!
"What a close call!" The three glanced at Dian Hong Ji and the others following beside them and could not help letting out a slight breath of relief.
Jade Fat Ancestor and the others had luckily escaped, but cultivators elsewhere did not have such good fortune! Countless tentacles of varying sizes erupted across the sky, shrouding all the nearby space. Like the sickles Agriculturalists used to harvest chives, they slaughtered cultivators without restraint! Miserable screams rose one after another...
In particular, the earth only now began to shake violently. A ravine several thousand zhang long split open across the ground,