Boom!
"There is no need to feel disheartened, Old man." Standing high above in the air, Hemes looked down with an air of compassion and serenity. "You are but an ant who dared to stand in the way of a mighty tide. Your destiny was already sealed the moment you came here."
Down below, the entire town, which was once brimming with life and joy, had turned into a ghost town. Bodies were buried so deep under the rubble that one could not even see the blood through them.
On the rubble, only cultivator Zhao, who was once a respected powerhouse of the Soul Formation Realm, lay with only his upper torso intact. The rest of his body had been lying somewhere else, pierced by transparent swords with a red ribbon tied to their hilt.
"Had you brought a few more like you, I might have to make a move myself." Hemes prayed as Old man Zhao coughed his last breath with a mouthful of
