On Si Snake Island, dark clouds blotted out the sun, and the stench of blood lingered, like a scene from the end of the world.
The deaths of Lin Kaishan, Lin Shouyi, and Lin Shouer seemed to have ripped the spines from the Lin Household cultivators and the rogue cultivators.
It was as though the pillar of their faith had come crashing down, and their courage vanished with it like smoke.
Chilled with terror, their hearts shattered, they no longer had the slightest will to resist. They scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in every direction.
In an instant, they were like floodwaters bursting through a dike, impossible to hold back.
For the better part of an entire day, Si Snake Island became a savage battlefield of slaughter, mired in endless chaos and killing.
The Si Snake Puppet moved like a phantom, Mo Qiuxian's living corpse was insidious, and the two copper-armored corpses were like death-dealing asuras.
Leading the wolfish, tiger-fierce demon legions under Qing Chen's command, they unleashed a bloody massacre across the island.
The White Bone Demon Soldiers were like killing machines, their blades dancing wildly as flesh and blood flew wherever they passed.
Some fleeing cultivators were overtaken by the demon soldiers and fell with screams;
others escaped for a time through sheer luck, but within the Three-Life Bewildering Trail Formation, they still could not escape their ultimate fate of being hunted down.
Screams rose one after another, never ceasing.
Qing Chen, meanwhile, was like a demon god descended upon the world, charging at the forefront straight toward the Lin Household's main residence.
He moved as though riding clouds, appearing before a group of fleeing Lin Household Disciples in the blink of an eye.
He reached out with his great hand, and the **Blood Baleful Intent Demon