"Senior Brother Lin, look."
A disciple of the Green Duckweed Sword Sect exclaimed in shock as the blood mist from the Giant Sword Sect pervaded, showing not a trace of life.
"Be extremely careful."
Lin Qingzhi took out a Spatial Talisman, ready to escape with his fellow disciples at any moment.
Enveloped in the blood mist, Lin Qingzhi had no idea what had happened to the Giant Sword Sect.
"Ha!"
Lin Qingzhi drew the longsword from his back, slashing out a streak of Sword Qi that parted the blood mist.
"This, this is...!"
The Green Duckweed Sword Sect disciples saw the corpses scattered everywhere and turned deathly pale.
The several hundred thousand disciples of the Giant Sword Sect had all been tragically annihilated.