1393 Variant Poison Men 1 (1/2)

The Poison Men who had completely always terrified the refugees were before this bunch of youths completely defenceless, unable to retaliate in the slightest, as the one sided slaughter played out before their eyes. All of these, was something they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

At that moment, the refugees finally understood just how childish and juvenile they had been when they had wanted to rob this group of people. Even the Poison Men were no match for them, much less useless trash like them!

Twenty over of the Poison Men were wiped out in a blink, their bodies scattered across the ground with the foul stench they gave out nauseating a great number of them.

Jun Wu Xie slowly stepped away from a splatter of the foul flesh, her white clothes not stained in the slightest from the battle, her dress still as pure white as new.

”Heh heh, I had thought how powerful these monsters had been, but they all just can't take a beating afterall, not even a single blow.” Qiao Chu said as he retracted his flaming gauntlets, looking rather unsatisfied while his gaze swept over the dead Poison Men.

”Too weak. Really just too weak.” Qiao Chu lamented as he shook his head. He had not even warmed up and all the Poison Men were already lying upon the ground.

”It's not that they're too weak, but we've just become stronger.” Fan Zhuo said as he lowered his head to look at his hands. Back in the Dark Emperor's tomb, they had not really been able to get a clear idea on how much power they've gained, but now, they've finally come to realize just how insane their powerful might have become.

Fan Zhuo's words spoke the hearts of the bunch of youths there, making them puff up their chests with pride.

A year's time of painstaking cultivation, and the reward they've finally gained.

The refugees recovered from their terror as they knelt and groveled upon the ground, tears in their eyes with mucus running as they wailed pitifully.

”Little us have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, and we plead for our Lords to have mercy and spare us.” They were so frightened their bodies were trembling. Having just witnessed with their own eyes such a massacre, how could they not be afraid?