The shadowy figure waved a hand, and countless people were directly flung away!
Those who originally wanted to resist began to feel the intention to retreat and started to scatter and flee!
Ethan Smith stared intently at the figure, his face becoming more and more strange!
Her face was covered by a mask, and this mask was identical to the one Clare Richardson held in her hand!
"Could it be... that this person is the owner of the mask?!" Ethan Smith exclaimed!
More importantly, there seemed to be some connection between the mask and Clare!
Quickly, the masked woman charged into the Great Hall.
Many cultivators inside the hall were no match for her and completely helpless.
In a very short time, a river of blood flowed from the Immortal Slaying Sect.
The sect lord sitting on the chair had a pale face.
He opened his mouth, seemingly trying to say something, but Ethan Smith couldn't hear a sound.
From his mouth's movement, it seemed like he was begging for mercy.
