บท 628: A Qilin?

Bang!

The king corpse stood eerily still, while the severed head on the ground glanced at the onlookers, emanating a chilling aura that paralyzed everyone in fear. 

Despite the grim appearance, with both hands and head severed, leaving only the legs standing in a pool of blood, the sight sparked greed in many eyes. Key members of the Sacred Heart Sect had fallen, leaving behind their riches for the taking.

Eyes darting amongst themselves, some began to approach the king corpse cautiously. Yet suddenly, severed limbs began to twitch and crawl toward the main body.

"Stop the Sacred Heart demon from regenerating!" someone cried.

Many responded, their energies pounding the ground, forming craters with every impact. From every direction, they charged, with majestic power now palpable. Illusions appeared behind them: fierce tigers, graceful leopards, towering trees, shimmering golden spears... revealing their origins.