The moment Bai Ying's fingertips touched the jade pendant, a mysterious and powerful force surged forth from it like a raging tide, flowing through her palm and coursing through her entire body.
This power flowed and swirled within her, making her clearly aware that she had become the master of this space.
She looked up at the giant hand that had once terrified everyone, but now it was like a docile pet, completely obedient to her commands. It turned out that the jade pendant that had floated leisurely out of the ice coffin was the key to controlling everything.
Bai Ying gripped the jade pendant tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force. Her eyes burned with hatred as she swept her gaze over everyone present.
Since that's the case, then all of these people should die!
Bai Ying took a deep breath, channeling her spiritual energy into the jade pendant without hesitation. In an instant, the entire space trembled violently, and the already terrifying giant hands doubled in number in the blink of an eye. As if receiving a hunting command, they bared their fangs and claws, lunging at the cultivators present. Unlike their previous random attacks, these giant hands now followed Bai Ying's will completely, each swing carrying a deadly threat.
"Ah!" A series of shrill screams rang out, incessant and deafening. Under the attack of the giant hand, the cultivators were powerless to fight back, like fragile ants, easily torn to pieces.
The magical artifacts lost their effectiveness in the face of this terrifying power; their light dimmed and they shattered one after another. The cultivators unleashed what they considered their most powerful secret techniques, their spiritual energy surging and runes flashing, but it was like stones sinking into the sea, unable to stir up even the slightest ripple.
Under the crushing force of this absolute power, they were like tiny mayflies trying to shake a towering tree, utterly overestimating their own strength.
Each attack from the giant hand carried an aura of destruction; it was a powerful force beyond the comprehension of this world, and none of the cultivators present could withstand it.
Blood splattered everywhere, limbs flew about, and the scene instantly turned into a bloody carnage.
The power of those giant hands was terrifyingly strong. With each swing, an exceptionally powerful spiritual energy fluctuation was generated around them. Even these fluctuations of spiritual energy were like knives stabbing outwards.
Originally, some cultivators at the late Nascent Soul stage could barely put up a fight, but at this point they were becoming increasingly powerless.
"Ah!" A heart-wrenching scream suddenly rang out, the desperate cry of the strongest remaining cultivator in the area.
After that scream, his body was torn apart by the giant hand as easily as a piece of fragile paper, turning into pieces of broken flesh and blood scattered on this bloody battlefield.
At that moment, a Nascent Soul cultivator's legs buckled, and he knelt on the ground. His face was filled with fear and despair. His hands trembled as he took out his most powerful magic weapon and frantically poured spiritual power into it, trying to protect his life with it.
Immediately afterwards, he used a secret technique, his body surging with spiritual energy and flashing runes, attempting to burrow underground like Bai Ying had done before, seeking a glimmer of hope.
Since Bai Ying was dragged underground unharmed, perhaps he could also escape this calamity.
Bai Ying looked at him; this was one of the men who had previously threatened to kill her. A slight, cold smile played on Bai Ying's lips as she murmured, "You think you can really escape?" Before she finished speaking, her fingers twitched, and an invisible force drew an unattended bow and arrow from the ground, sending it flying like a black lightning bolt into her hand. Bai Ying gripped the bow and arrow firmly, her jade-like arm drawing back the taut string, and an arrow gleaming with a chilling light was nocked.
This bow and arrow, bearing the supreme pressure of this space, seems to be an instrument of judgment by fate.
Bai Ying released her fingers, and the arrow shot out like a meteor, instantly piercing the cultivator's body. Almost at the same moment, countless giant hands, like a surging tide, tightly enveloped his entire body and began to tear him apart frantically.
"No!" the cultivator screamed in terror, his voice filled with boundless fear and despair. He desperately activated his defensive magic artifact, spiritual energy flowing wildly across its surface in an attempt to withstand the deadly attack. However, before absolute power, all magic artifacts lost their original effectiveness, becoming utterly vulnerable.
"I'm sorry, please let me go, I know I was wrong!" he begged desperately, his face contorted with fear. At that moment, he was filled with remorse. Had he known he would die at the hands of such a seemingly weak girl, he would never have coveted the formula for that elixir.
He originally had several hundred years left before his lifespan ended. During those long years, he had the opportunity to break through to the Void Refinement stage and achieve a higher level of cultivation. But now, all of that has vanished, and he can only wait for death to come in this endless fear.
Unfortunately, his pleas for mercy came too late. The instant his words fell, the giant hand exerted its force, and the cultivator's body was easily torn apart like a fragile piece of fabric.
The crisp cracking of bones breaking and the muffled thuds of flesh tearing apart mingled together as his body instantly disintegrated into countless fragments. Then, under the immense force of the giant hand, these fragments were churned into a fine mist of blood.
The remaining cultivators, who were already struggling to hold on with their last shred of willpower, collapsed to the ground one after another when they witnessed the horrific scene of their companions being torn into a bloody mist by the giant hand. Their faces were filled with terror and despair.
One of them, eyes wide open, facial muscles twitching uncontrollably, roared in a trembling, furious voice, "You bastard! You think you can live by killing us? Let me tell you, not all Nascent Soul stage cultivators have entered this space; some are still outside. Even if you can control these giant hands, so what? You're still doomed!"
Bai Ying gave a cold laugh, her eyes full of disdain: "Stop talking nonsense. No matter what I do, you are the ones who should die now!" Her voice was crisp but cold, without a trace of warmth.
Bai Ying had lost patience with the stalemate and casually flicked her finger. In an instant, the giant hands, like soldiers receiving a bugle call, fiercely grabbed at the remaining people. The air was torn apart and whistled as the giant hands passed through.
"Ah—" A series of screams instantly pierced the sky.
In just a short while, the group of people on the scene were like withered flower petals, all of them dying completely under this terrifying power.
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