But even just a portion of its power was undoubtedly beyond the ability of a novice Cultivator to withstand.
In the blink of an eye, a frenzied wind swept through.
It nearly rendered everyone in the basement room unable to open their eyes.
Yet amidst this boundless frenzied wind, several figures still attempted to forcefully make their way to the exit...
"Foolish, you won't make it!"
Lin Zhengying maneuvered his Magical Treasure, and within the frenzied wind, blades were hidden, intangible yet substantial, impossible to guard against.
He slashed these people to pieces in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, man-made blood plasma splattered everywhere, almost obscuring the entire area so much that one couldn't see anything.
But within this blood-stained vista, the severed limbs that were flung around by the frenzied wind suddenly came to life, collectively swarming toward Lin Zhengying.
Obviously...
