Little Stone gazed at the Dharma Artifacts in the leaders' hands, his heart gripped by awe and fear.
The Divine Emissary's methods were indeed mysterious and unfathomable.
Meanwhile, the Black Armor Elite Warriors did not stop.
They silently spread out in groups of three, one pouring his robust qi and blood into a specially made Spatial Ring, another swiftly dragging over cultivators' relatively intact corpses, and the third throwing the corpses into the ring's force field.
The entire process was crisp and efficient, their coordination seamless, as though they had rehearsed it a thousand times.
The time it took an incense stick to burn-just one incense stick.
Within the sprawling Qing Household estate, not a corpse or bone remained; every remnant had vanished.
It was as though the brutal slaughter moments earlier had been nothing but an illusory dream.
Only the eerie light flickering from the Jade Bottle Dharma Artifacts in the four Fortress Lords' hands proclaimed that something intangible had been harvested.
"Withdraw!" Lie Feng gave the order, decisive as an axe cleaving iron.
The three hundred-odd Black Armor soldiers moved as readily as fingers on an arm, instantly tightening their formation and becoming a silent torrent of black iron that raced off the island.
They had come like a wildfire sweeping the plains and departed like a gale scouring the land, even faster than they had arrived!
Along the way, occasional cultivators, still shaken, poked their heads out to look, while Demon Lotus Sect reinforcements hurried over and attempted to intercept them.
"Get lost!" A sharp shout exploded like a thunderclap.
Anyone blocking their path who hesitated even slightly was met with merciless flashes of blades and axes!
Blood blossomed in the air, severed limbs flying.
The Black Armor torrent rolled over them, leaving only devastation and gazes