The cultivators around began frantically searching for the source of this devastating attack. They were impressed and confused, as the blow had eliminated not just one, but two Fifth Order insects, and left a trail of mutilated corpses of Fourth Order insects. The cut was so clean and efficient that it made them wonder if, in the face of this mercury-red scythe, the insects were as fragile as pieces of cheese.
"Look at this, someone just decimated these insects with a single blow!" exclaimed one of the cultivators, pointing to the chaos left by the scythe.
"This is incredible... Who could have such a powerful weapon? And this precision... it's like a deadly dance," commented another, with a mix of admiration and fear in their voice.
"This blood scythe... Could it be Lady Ingrid's, who married Luan Dimas?" inquired a cultivator, his eyes scanning the sky for the origin of the weapon.
