"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The adventurers facing hopeless escape lined up one after another with pale faces, each choosing a tomb. They then died cleanly and neatly under bolts of lightning, turning into puffs of blood mist.
The powerhouses from the Five Directions Immortal Sect observed the crowd's despairing expressions with cold indifference, watching everything happen, and herding person after person to their deaths.
One grave after another was broken open, and one adventurer after another died.
Hundreds of miles away in a cave, Xiao Shubo and others turned white with fear, their hearts thudding in their chests.
"They really did it, hundreds of immortals, they actually killed them all like pigs and dogs. That's outright murder!"
Song Jun's face was grim: "Thankfully we left early, otherwise, we probably would be like them, also helpless waiting for death!"
