Strength in numbers remained true in the cultivation world, but with caveats.
Liam had already fought and won against a similar number of foundation experts. Yet, they had been lone cultivators who wouldn't even cut it as a Sect's outer disciples.
Instead, the encirclement featured five mindless weapons, all wielding poisoned knives. There was great danger in their lack of fear, in their nigh-suicidal drive. Liam would know it since that was how he had killed Cecilia.
Still, the inspection was short-lived. After a mere second, the five hooded cultivators charged ahead without needing additional orders, converging on Liam from all sides.
But Liam didn't let the sight frighten him. Calculations ran through his mind at an unfathomable speed, reaching a single, liberating conclusion.
Simon was dead. Liam had no need to hold anything back anymore.
