They lost their composure. They, for a second, thought about the retreat and that decision loosened their footing over victory.
The students from afar saw this blood-curdling scene and were pale. They did not blink and their bodies were frozen. The sight of seven cultivators torn like a piece of paper made their spirits to fly away.
After the scorpions returned to their lair, a silence befell on the grassland. No cicada chirped and no one moved. A breeze that came from the grasslands carried the stench of blood with it.
Lee saw the expressions on the faces of these students and his mind was at rest. He can hear their minds contemplating on what they saw and experienced. The view of humans getting their limbs torn alive was never a pleasant sight to behold.
"Strengthen your mind. Learn from your experiences. Observe and adapt your enemies."
