The Gloomy Blue Scythe of Karsas shimmered with a deathly cold light, the soul energy slashes arcing like crescent moons, tearing not only flesh but also severely wounding the soul. The assassins struck by it couldn't even scream before becoming cold corpses.
The black-clad assassins, already demoralized by the retreat of the man in white, were powerless against the fierce assault of the three Spirit Beasts, their screams echoed around, and in mere moments, more than half of them had fallen.
The bodyguards, no longer concerned with pursuing the remaining enemies, quickly surrounded Dongfang Mingyue and Xiaoyu, forming a tight human wall.
Min Wenbing, wielding his Spiritual Long Saber, watched vigilantly around them, while Nie Yunxing remained standing in place, the black light in his pupils gradually dimming yet still not regaining consciousness, with He Wu guarding him to prevent another outburst.
