A vast horde of black smoke skulls, ghosts, and demonic creatures swarmed down from the sky.
The Cultivators at the forefront couldn't evade in time.
The black smoke skulls and demonic creatures passed right through their bodies.
Then,
amidst a series of agonizing screams,
every Cultivator penetrated by the black smoke skulls shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It was as if an invisible force had drained every last drop of moisture and Vitality from their bodies.
They collapsed to the ground like desiccated corpses weathered for countless years, crumbling into pieces.
In contrast,
the black smoke skulls—or demonic creatures—that had passed through them
now bore a streak of vibrant red,
growing even more ferocious!
Such a horrifying scene
undoubtedly shattered the courage of the remaining survivors!
"AHHH!"
"Save me! I don't want to die!"
