Thousands of female cultivators were sliced in half in midair, their severed bodies and gushing blood raining down to turn the sky into a gruesome theater of red. The heavy stench of blood filled the air, yet the Silver Ape merely laughed it off at the sight.
Down below, the surviving female cultivators were too terrified to even make a sound.
These were the companions they had lived alongside just moments ago, now all brutally slaughtered.
Chapter 191