"Kill!"
Tens of thousands of Bone Demon Army soldiers roared and charged forward. Their Spear Qi was like a dense forest, beginning to harvest the lives of Battle Sword Peak disciples who had lost their fighting strength.
Blood instantly dyed the starry sky red.
The lives of 30,000 Battle Sword Peak disciples were forever frozen at this moment.
Sinister cackles echoed. Within the thick blood mist, the demonic leaders laughed uproariously, reveling in the slaughter. They listened to the sound of battle spears piercing flesh—the most beautiful, intoxicating music in the world.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, all 30,000 Battle Sword Peak disciples had been slaughtered.
Yet, not a single soldier of the Bone Demon Army was lost.
The Bone Demon Chieftain forcefully flicked the blood from his spear tip. "Pass the order! The hunt continues!" he commanded coldly.
