Beginning with the massacre, it seemed like a long time, yet it was only a span of few breaths. After all, amongst those dozens of masters from the Spiritual-Passage Realm, there wasn't a single one that could endure even half of Shi Xiaole's attack. Each wave of his blade brought them sprawling down, no different than reaping wheat.
Everyone was dumbstruck, words could hardly describe the shock in their hearts.
Be it the young generation or the famed martial experts, they felt as if they were dreaming, an incredibly absurd dream that could never come true.
Someone gave himself a brutal pinch.
Hisss!
It wasn't a dream.
"Shi Xiaole, is he a human or a demon?"
These weren't mere cabbages, but masters of the Spiritual-Passage Realm.
Usually, such elite warriors were rarely seen, and when they fought, it would create a huge commotion. Yet, they were slaughtered by Shi Xiaole today!
This was an unprecedented event over the past decades.
