Everything was just as Ye Xunhuan had said; the Asura King's men couldn't hold them off at all, like worthless clay chickens, completely vulnerable.
In just a moment, the ground was littered with corpses, each death grotesque.
Red and white matter scattered on the ground added a distinct scent of blood to the air.
This was a complete one-sided massacre, with a king slaughtering others who didn't even have the chance to fight back.
Ye Xunhuan looked at the scene before him and couldn't help but speak again: "Asura King, your men are utterly useless!"
"Relying on them to fight against the king is nothing but a pipe dream!"
"I never intended for them to fight the king, in the end, you and I must act," Asura King replied calmly.
"Of course I know that, but your men can't even touch the king's clothes, yet you still sent them..."
Asura King paid no attention to Ye Xunhuan's words, calmly observing the scene before him.
