The Eleventh Rank Dark Curse Reaper Scythe appeared at the same time as the roar of the Eleventh Rank Fire Curse Flame Divine Dragon. The explosion of these two Eleventh Rank Forbidden Spells, in just an instant, forced the God-men to retreat. A slightly slower God-man was instantly cleaved by the Reaper's Scythe, spraying a sky full of blood rain.
The savages all turned their gaze towards Nian Bing, and the faces of the dozen or so God-men changed drastically at that moment. Just then, a black stream mixed with blood floated out, enveloping those more than a dozen God-men.
Nian Bing saw those corpses; not a single one was intact. The fresh blood dyed the ground's yellow soil red, and the gruesome sight greatly intensified his killing intent.