No measures can withstand the assault of absolute power; they are nothing more than pale and feeble gestures.
In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, every External Evil Clan member present—including the Evil King—was drained of blood by the black grinding wheel, leaving behind only desiccated husks.
Seeing this, Xiao Hei waved his hand. The black grinding wheel dissolved into motes of black divine light and vanished into the air. With the disappearance of the wheel, the frantic, turbulent blood within the survivors finally calmed, though lingering fear remained in their hearts.
Chapter 170