Under the corroding gray mist, those of the highest realm merely reached the Martial King, and their martial skills, primarily at the Martial Spirit Level, were quickly eroded away by the rolling mist.
"Kill!" Shi Feng let out a cold shout, charging into the crowd like a mad demon. With his Bloodthirsty Sword slashing, white Sword Qi swept across ruthlessly, making a swift "swoosh, swoosh, swoosh" sound. Heads flew into the sky while bodies of the Human Clan and demon beasts dried up and fell to the ground, their miserable wails echoing ceaselessly through the night.
The martial artists were horrified to discover that in front of this mad demon, they had no power to resist at all. Upon confrontation, they were like lambs to the slaughter, their bodies easily pierced by a sharp sword.
