Lin Qiye sneered.
Like a ghost, he landed on the bed and raised his longsword.
In an instant, the Gold Practitioner suddenly trembled violently, and his scalp went numb.
An intense sense of danger caused him to jump up.
Unfortunately, Lin Qiye's sword light predicted his dodge.
The thin sword light entered his throat and sliced off his head.
As for the few women, Lin Qiye also killed them.
"I've killed everyone on this island. Let's go to the second floating island!"
Lin Qiye killed all the practitioners on the first floating island in a short time.
Then, he turned into an afterimage that even ordinary Gold Practitioners couldn't capture and rushed to the second floating island.
One minute later, Lin Qiye had slaughtered the second floating island's practitioners.
Although some practitioners had entered a simulation and avoided the calamity, Lin Qiye's sword had cut most of the practitioner's throats.