Yun Mengyao's wings flapped again, and countless feathers transformed into cold rays shooting out across the sky.
"Puff, puff..."
A cloud of blood mist bloomed in the air, lingering for a long time.
Incomplete and damaged bodies fell to the ground.
Those driven by greed finally realized fear, and began to assess the gap between the two sides, retreating in terror.
"Wish to die, then come on." Yun Mengyao's stern shout scared many into trembling.
Qin Yi chuckled softly.
Everyone's eyes focused on Qin Yi, puzzled as to why he was laughing at such a moment.
"I say, you are truly foolish. Value money over life, do you? How could cultivation gaps be bridged by numbers? I fear you'll earn the money but won't live to spend it. Just disperse, go home if you should; don't seek death."
Looking at the corpses strewn across the ground, those nearby were filled with fear.
Although Qin Yi's words were harsh, they were indeed true.
