At the beginning, the number of Maitreya Sect cultists that Wang Chen had slain wasn't too many.
For an army tens of thousands strong, such casualties were inconsequential, at most a scratch on the surface.
Yet the Flying Sword, indestructible and mowing down lives like cutting grass, had a devastating impact on the morale of the Maitreya Sect followers.
These fiends with savage dispositions watched helplessly as their comrades were decapitated in a blink, listened to screams of despair, and were splashed in the face with scalding blood...
They couldn't suppress the fear inside and fled in all directions, crying for their fathers and mothers.
Wang Chen, hovering in the air, controlled the Fire Crow Sword to harvest the heads of the Maitreya Sect cultists, and by his own strength separated the tens of thousands of ordinary citizens from the main force of the Maitreya Army.
Among these common people were not a few clever ones.
