The protective barrier shattered. Eyes glowing red, the Ten Thousand Poisonous Sacred Silkworm lunged forward in excitement. The fragmented barrier and immortal treasures were like fragile paper before it. It was small in size but incredibly fast.
Tearing through the defenses, a torrential tide of ink-black poisonous mist erupted from its body, spreading in all directions. In the blink of an eye, it swallowed everyone. The sky turned dark as bloodcurdling screams echoed, sending shivers down everyone's spines.
In the distance, the cultivators of Hongtian Prefecture and Heaven's Edge Pavilion stared at the scene in a daze.
In just a short moment, right after they retreated to the edge and began to regroup, they watched the forces of the three major powers get wiped out. Only a dozen or so top-tier experts were still holding on. The rest were truly gone. Their flesh rotted, violently corroded by the poison. Corpses littered the ground, mangled beyond recognition.
