The longsword gradually vanished into the air, and the sky returned to normal, so the Qi Ling Mountain Range calmed down at last.
After the baptism of blood, the number of monsters here had been reduced by at least half, with even fewer strong monsters surviving—one in ten.
However, the Catastrophic Dragon remained free and unrestrained since it had merely wanted to cause trouble for Wen Wen and had no intention of breaking out of the barrier.
The flesh and blood of those dead monsters would nourish the land, giving rise to new supernatural creatures.
Xun Ying retracted all his longswords, his brows slightly furrowed.
He had not intended to kill Iyeta, but when those longswords thrust forward, the other party had suddenly and inexplicably lunged at them, turning into a mass of minced meat.
Xun Ying hadn't harbored any killing intent, and that level of force was not enough to kill someone of the Disaster Upper Order.