Fang Ning continued to look down and saw that priests who were holding steel knives showed up. There were probably about several hundreds of them.
The scene was literally as if the priests laid down their duster and picked up a butcher's knife.
Fang Ning sighed and still did not intervene.
The priests that were holding knives were divided into small teams. They gradually cleared up the bandits or rebels that were ransacking the palace.
It was similar to what was seen before. Even though their magical energy was gone, they still had the powerful body they had refined. It was as if they had their own steel armor.
Some brave rebels still had the audacity to pick up weapons and fought them. However, without breaking a single sweat during the fight, all of them collapsed to the floor.