Chapter 39: Encirclement [Happy August!] _1

General Black Feather was kneeling on the ground, his back straight, his head held high and his chest protruded. He knelt in a form that was upright and proper, his round eyes darting back and forth, following Empress Feng's pacing figure.

He was the picture of obedience.

No wonder he was scared. Just moments ago, the woman before him sauntered out and lazily ordered them to kneel.

Despite her command being filled with supreme pressure, the cultivators of the White Bone Hall who were present were all merciless and cold-blooded, their godly souls being stubborn. At first, they weren't overwhelmed by her, all managing to barely hold on.

Only General Black Feather, due to his severe injuries and weakened soul, couldn't withstand this at all and knelt on the ground in a daze.

Just when he was worried about never being able to lift his head again, the woman's figure suddenly vanished.

And then reappeared amidst the group of demonic cultivators.

Boom -