"Damn it!"
Qing Huo's eyes had turned red, his face filled with fury. The other surviving disciples were equally humiliated.
They were, after all, disciples of immortal sects. Some were even late-stage Immortal Realm Cultivators, yet they had been defeated in a single move by a mortal who had only just entered the Immortal Realm.
This was a blow to their path of cultivation, a stain that would follow them for the rest of their lives.
"He is the Son of Condemned Fate. It is only normal for his combat strength to be so terrifying. We should return to the immortal sect at once and report this to the sect leader!"
Unwillingness also showed on the Red-robed Woman's face as she turned to leave.
Seeing the group flee, Lu Ren was just about to chase after them.
Suddenly.
"Hahahahaha!"
A shrill, ear-piercing child's laughter echoed through the surroundings, so horrifying it seemed capable of piercing eardrums.
That incomparably terrifying laughter was like a powerful shockwave, surging forth with the force of mountains collapsing and seas overturning, enveloping hundreds of thousands of miles around.
Upon hearing that sudden laughter, Qing Huo, the woman in the bright red dress, and everyone else jolted violently, as though they had suffered a crushing blow.
The terror in their eyes instantly dimmed, becoming hollow and lifeless, as if their souls had been taken away.
At the same time, their limbs dangled weakly like puppets that had lost control.
Yet in the next instant, their bodies stiffened and began to dance. Waving their weapons, they lunged at Lu Ren with murderous intent.
Faced with such a bizarre sight, Lu Ren's heart tightened. His brows furrowed as he immediately swung his sword and saber, doing all he could to fend off their fierce assault.
Lu Ren secretly