Fairy Xuan Die smiled softly as she pointed one finger at the middle-aged man.
It was a fair and delicate finger, looking like a little scallion that had just been peeled and washed, harmless on consumption. But, the middle-aged man's mount shattered into pieces with the pointing of the finger; all of its flesh, tendons, bones, everything was ripped into the tiniest particles. Then, they wiggled and swirled up in the air, transforming into tens of thousands of thumb-sized butterflies that flew gracefully into all directions.
In just a blink of an eye, the butterflies had blanketed half of the Six Rivers City. Gracefully they landed on the body of the residences in the city, giving each of them a gentle bite. The people collapsed to the ground from the bite, and the butterflies sucked all their blood essence away, leaving behind only a sheet of paper-thin skin and clothes on the ground.
