At that moment, Gu Chen's golden hair was stained with blood, and his left palm glowed, continuously absorbing the essence and spirit from Nataru, the martial arts master.
Before long, Nataru was devoid of life, truly and utterly dead.
"Don't rush, your turn is coming," said Gu Chen, his eyes alight with a golden glow and blood in his hair, giving him a somewhat sinister look as he turned his gaze toward the last of the barbarian commanders in the distance.
Meanwhile, upon witnessing their leader slain so bloodily by Gu Chen, fear crept into the hearts of many barbarian soldiers. Even though their numbers were vast like the tide, none dared to advance any further, but instead kept retreating.
"Kill, charge, don't be afraid, he's just one person, he can't possibly overcome so many of us!"
The remaining barbarian martial arts master bellowed, "Think of your wives and children, do you want them to live forever in darkness within the boundless mountains?"