Soul Extraction
編集者: Henyee Translations
Her hair had been burned to the point it looked like weeds, hanging down from her head in bundles. Her lips were somewhat cracked, and she sat there dazedly with a confounded expression.
Yu Xiu walked up and kicked her before turning to Mo Lian and saying, "My lord, this woman is playing dumb!"
On the contrary, Yao Ji was not playing dumb as Yu Xiu said, she was truly shocked out of her wits.
Coitus Faction was considered an upper-tier sect, to say the least, but even she, who was a left guardian with a fairly respected position in the sect, had never seen someone who could annihilate so many people with a turn of his hand so effortlessly. It was as though they were ants that crawled around his feet.
Everyone, including the level eight mystic cultivator Ghost Saber, did not survive for more than three seconds at the hands of this youth. Fear pervaded Yao Ji's heart in seconds.