A True Saint King

Even further, 17 Saints hurried over but ran into big trouble. Two had already been killed. They were turned to black particles on the spot.

For someone at the peak of the Absolute Saint Realm, the Rules of Saintly Way inside them had already become tangible. Their vitalities were extremely strong, but they were killed instantly by someone in the shadows. This was terrifying.

"It's the power of darkness. A terrifying figure who cultivates the Way of Darkness is attacking us."

A half-step Saint King with six purple eyes discovered the aura of darkness. He instantly lifted up a Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapon and went on high alert.

"What? The Way of Darkness?"

The other Saints all grew fearful too. They stopped and huddled together.

Han Qiu didn't appear, but she seemed to be omnipresent. She would rush out randomly and make a fatal strike. Whether she succeeded or not, she would immediately disappear into the darkness.