"At this moment, Wang Chen was under tremendous pressure."
"From directly ahead of him, more than a dozen Grey Eye Thieves launched a barrage of attacks like a storm."
"Spiraling Wind Blades, each carrying arrows condensed with Yin Sha Energy, sealed off all Wang Chen's paths of retreat."
"And to his left and right, even more Grey Eye Thieves were closing in rapidly."
"These evil cultivators drew their Long Sabers, and the blades—empowered with Mana—gleamed with a chilling light, stirring up layers of fierce Sword Light as they swept toward Wang Chen like raging waves."
"With long-range and close combat, the coordination amongst the dozens of Grey Eye Thieves was tacit and skilled."
"They were expressionless, silent, their pairs of grey eyes akin to those of dead fish."
"Chilling at first sight."
"However, what puzzled Wang Chen was that, despite the ferocity of the evil cultivators' offensive, their killing intent was not strong."
"It seemed more like they wanted to…"
