A wave of crimson Vein Qi surged like a tide, reducing anyone in its path to ashes, perishing on the spot.
This scene terrified everyone outside the Purple Treasure Pavilion, scaring them out of their wits. Just as they wanted to flee, another wave of crimson Vein Qi swept through.
Hundreds of cultivators had just turned their heads, only to be engulfed by the crimson Vein Qi, dissolving into ashes within. They didn't even have time to think, blink, or take one last look at the world.
Seeing this, Jiang Heshan did not make a move. Instead, he stepped back a hundred feet, trying not to stand out too much.
Because he was waiting for people from the Immortal Sect to arrive.
The next moment.
The elder with the surname Fu had already reached the front of the Purple Treasure Pavilion, casually wiping out over seventy percent of the thousands of people in the square.
