The slaughter in the arena continued, but as one Sacred Sect powerhouse after another fell in the mutual carnage, the number of people inside plummeted drastically.
However, the Sacred Sect powerhouses, whose eyes were now completely bloodshot, no longer cared about numbers. They only knew that killing all the companions before them was the only way to seize a glimmer of survival.
Driven like bloodthirsty beasts, they swung their weapons wildly, laying waste to all directions.
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