After Severing Her Emotions, the Whole Sect Was Overwhelmed with Grief

In her previous life, Bai Ying gave everything she had to the sect—her heart, her soul, her loyalty. But all she got in return was disdain.

Her Master despised her, her senior brothers aban...

Chapter 445 Bai Ying is far more powerful than they imagined.

The sect leader gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, pouring all his magical power into it without reservation. Then, he leaped high into the air, drawing a sharp arc as he slashed down fiercely at Bai Ying's sword strike, which carried endless sharpness.

In an instant, a fierce wind arose, and sand and stones flew everywhere. The sect leader's sword strike seemed to gather the power of heaven and earth, as if it would cut everything in front of him into dust.

Under the sect leader's all-out attack, Bai Ying's Illusionary Flower Void-Breaking Slash was finally broken.

However, before everyone could recover from the intense collision, they saw the sword energy that had disappeared suddenly change shape in the air, transforming into countless dark and mysterious black flowers.

These flowers floated in the air, emitting a chilling aura. Then, as if drawn by an invisible force, they aimed directly at the three Nascent Soul stage cultivators of the Star Glory Sect.

The three Nascent Soul stage cultivators initially didn't take the black flowers seriously. They thought they could easily annihilate them with a casual swing of their swords.

To their utter surprise, these seemingly delicate black flowers not only failed to be eliminated, but instead surged even more frantically toward their bodies.

The instant the black petals touched their clothes, clusters of eerie black flames, tinged with a ghostly blue, burst into flames on their bodies without warning. These flames were extremely hot and burned in a very strange way; once they touched them, they were like maggots clinging to bones, impossible to shake off.

Feeling the excruciating pain, the three Nascent Soul stage cultivators turned deathly pale. Their composure and confidence vanished without a trace, replaced by deep fear and shock.

Their eyes widened in disbelief as they stared at the black flames engulfing their bodies, frantically waving their arms in an attempt to extinguish the fire, but all to no avail. At that moment, they finally realized that the young cultivator before them was far more powerful than they had imagined, and that this battle was perhaps far beyond their control.