"Get lost, all of you!"
Lin Xuan roared again, unleashing his Soul Martial Intent once more. A massive wave of it erupted as he threw a punch, releasing multicolored bursts of Soul Martial Intent, each manifesting its strongest effect.
Its power was Heaven-Defying, felling an enemy with practically every blow. There was no difficulty at all. With his Third Layer Essence Pill Stage Cultivation, killing them instantly was no issue. This scattered Martial Intent was useless against experts or even those at his own level, but it was extremely effective against foes with Low Cultivation.
With just a few volleys, most of the weaker Minotaurs were cleared out with ease. At the same time, the attack was a heavy drain on his Spiritual Power, but he was more than satisfied with the results.
"You of the Golden Dragon Race, don't underestimate us!" Zamuka roared as he came to his senses. He drew his Giant Axe and swung it upward in a vicious chop, a golden light glinting off the blade.
