"Behead!"
As the command fell, the golden halo rapidly constricted, and with the Sword Qi coming down from above, countless blood-red chunks of flesh fell, turning into black smoke drifting towards the unknown.
Upon seeing this, Wu Que's expression instantly relaxed. At that moment, he felt as if all his strength had drained away like thieves fleeing an empty house. His legs softened, and he quickly sat down cross-legged, pulling out a golden medicinal pill and swallowing it.
After a while, when about thirty to forty percent of his mana had recovered, Wu Que slowly got up with the support of his sword. He intended to eliminate all creatures related to the Black Lotus Sect in the vicinity before the time was up, so he could truly claim his great achievement to be complete.
One after another, he found and killed strange insects from deep within the ground.
