บท 248: Praise the Sect Master!

[: 3rd POV :]

Hazia's emerald eyes gazed upon the cultivators with a fierce intensity that made them quiver in dread.

Not a single sound was heard except for their hearts pounding in their chests.

Without warning, Hazia slowly raised her foot high above her head before slamming it down onto the unfortunate cultivator's forehead.

His skull crackled and splattered like breaking glass as his lifeless body fell to the ground with a dull thud.

The other cultivators could only watch in terror while Hazia calmly surveyed the aftermath of her devastating attack.

His skull burst open with a thunderous sound, showering the surrounding area with horrific blood and chunks of his brain.

The nearby residents cried out in terror, some of them trembled tremendously as they were overwhelmed with fear.

Tears streaming down their faces, one muttered in shock "Oh my God!".