The Horizon Wing Sect Cultivators Do Not Fear Death, Monk Disciple Wu Ye
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
In Sunsoil City.
Many adventurers had swiftly abandoned the city to flee from the danger.
They had witnessed the approach of the large black mass charging from afar — a terrifying army comprising of countless tormented souls!
Its skyrocketing ferocious qi and rage qi could strike fear into anyone who had the misfortune of witnessing it!
Wherever the grand army passed through, even other tormented souls would be easily torn apart, destroyed, and consumed. No one could stop its advance.
The crowd too saw from afar that some Honorable adventurers were swept in by the Tormented Army. All it took were a dozen breaths and they were torn into pieces. The sight was a terrible one to behold.
The Tormented Army only operated on one principle…
To kill everything on sight!
"How terrifying."
"It looks like today marks the final day of Sunsoil City."