Feng Wuqing knew of his ability to absorb killing intent, and also knew that it would destabalize his mental state, however, she was also aware that it was too late.
He would not need to break through this mental state, or they would be crippled or at worst, die from the combined explosion of both techniques.
As such, she turned her gaze onto the many beasts which cowered all around, too afraid to make any moves to save their lives.
Without hesitation, she began the massacre.
Beasts after beast was slaughtered in her wake leaving nothing behind within a few breaths.
Within Shou Xin's Dantian, a darkened figure stood over his Constellation, where all of the many laws reside above the little fountain wherein his soul was.
It put it's hand into the water of the fountain, the black mist of it's body dirtying the waters.
Shou Xin flinched in pain, his mind shaking violently.
