Ambush (4)

Just as he spread his wings in his Black Feather Condor true form and flew more than a li in a single breath, a pitch-black long nail suddenly appeared above his head.

The long nail flashed past his wing like a ghost, vanishing in an instant, and carved a long bloody groove into the black wing that was tougher than refined steel.

Though it had failed to pierce his body, Gao Sha felt his soul freeze in an instant, and his entire body halted in midair.

Killing intent surged in Sect Master Wang's eyes. She softly cried, "Go!" and one jade-white finger shot out. Then, a point of silver swiftly expanded in Gao Sha's horrified gaze.

The next moment, the silver light pierced through his abdomen and shot out from his lower back, trailing a spray of blood.

Gao Sha's purple sea in his dantian collapsed in an instant. The corpse poison within him could no longer be suppressed, and before he hit the ground, he had already breathed his last.

With a sweep of her jade hand, Sect Master Wang stored Gao Sha's corpse away, then hung his Storage Pouch at her waist. The Feng Lineage Patriarch beside her had no objection to this.

They would divide the spoils later. Now was not the time to split the loot.

The corpses or identifying tokens carried by their enemies had to be presented to Falling Star Valley in the end, where they would be used to assess their merits and determine their rewards.

Their foremost priority now was to end the battle quickly, clean up the battlefield, relocate at once, and hide again.

The battle had lasted no more than thirty breaths from beginning to end. Both sides had gone all out in the shortest possible time, but the spiritual