Kill All, Spare None
編集者: Larbre Studio
Su Jing saw the huge halo rising up in Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dojo and his expression changed abruptly. Only someone at his level would know how difficult it was to successfully cultivate the Death Halo.
But once it was cast, how could anyone under the Saint King Realm withstand it?
"No, I must save them even if I'm punished by the Truth Godly Palace."
The few who'd entered the dojo were the future of Guanghan Field. He couldn't let them die in there.
Su Jing was about to rush into the dojo when the huge halo suddenly shattered. There was also a pained cry. "Sword soul… You actually cultivated a sword soul…"
Inside the dojo.
King Yi grabbed his head with both hands and his body convulsed in pain. He couldn't control his saintly power at all, so the Death Halo shattered before he could cast it fully.
Just then, Ling Feiyu had used the sword soul's power to attack King Yi's saint soul directly, injuring it greatly.