C237 They were all corpses!

Dozens of feet away, when Helian Lie's group of four heard the consecutive miserable cries that came from behind them, they were so scared that their hearts trembled and they fled for their lives.

However, at this moment, the four of them felt something darkening above them. They raised their heads and saw the enormous golden palm pressing down on them. Their faces instantly turned deathly pale as they howled in unison, launching an attack with the intent to shatter this palm.

Unfortunately, when their attacks landed on that enormous golden palm, they only created a light ripple, and did not stop it in the slightest.

In the next moment, with looks of despair on the faces of Helian Clan's people, they watched as the giant golden palm descended down. Under the gigantic palm, the protective aura of the four people's bodies could only last for a few breaths before exploding with a loud bang, followed by the sound of mournful screams being emitted. Under the gigantic palm, 'Pu pu pu', the four people of Helian Clan exploded into four mist of blood, and died on the spot.

After killing the four people, the huge golden palm did not slow down at all and crashed into the ground below.

But after a series of rumbling sounds, the ground shook and the trees began to cave in. None of the beasts or birds in the forest were able to escape; all of them turned to dust at this moment.

When the dust settled, a huge depression appeared in the forest. The depression was shaped like a clear palm print.

Seeing the gigantic palm print, Disciples of the various Sects's face paled, his legs trembling, if not for the fact that he was in the air, he would have probably knelt down in fright.

"Alright, it's your turn." At this time, Yang Xie retracted his palm, looked at the crowd, and waved his sword. In an instant, countless of sword beams shot out, enveloping everyone within.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Yang Xie stood at his original spot. Drops of blood dripped down from the tip of his sword.

Hundreds of broken arms and legs filled the entire valley. The blood that was left behind dyed the entire valley red. A thick smell of blood rose into the air. It was so thick that one could smell it even from a thousand miles away.

At that moment, Yang Xie was holding onto the blood soaked sword, standing in the middle of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, like a peerless fiendish demon.

While he was killing all these people, the colorful light pillar behind Yang Xie had already shrunk to the width of a foot. From the looks of it, he would most likely be able to successfully refine it in a while, and at that time, he would be able to retract the 'Cold Sword'.

But just at that time, from the distant horizon, there were even more rays of light flying over. This time, there were even more people. There were close to a thousand densely packed people.

"There really is no end to it." Yang Xie looked into the distance and muttered to himself.

Amongst these countless rays of light, there were over ten of them that were the thickest and most dazzling. It was evident that these people were all extremely powerful disciples, and two of them were especially resplendent.

The strangest one of them was actually incomparably pitch-black, and it emanated a sinister aura.

The aura exuded by these two rays of light was incomparably surging and had far surpassed the Peak of the Leading to Heaven Realm cultivators. Even Yuan Zhen and the others could not compare to them, so they had to be Small Perfection of the Celestial Realm cultivators.

When these people were still in the future valley, they could already feel the smell of blood rushing towards them. Their expressions immediately changed, revealing expressions of surprise. They didn't know why there was such a strong smell of blood in front of them.

When everyone reached the top of the valley and saw the corpses and the giant palm print, all of their expressions changed and cold gasps could be heard.

"What's going on here? How could so many people die? " One of the disciples had a pale face. Looking at the miserable scene below, he was shocked.

Some of the female disciples who came already had a nauseous feeling. After all, not one or two people died, or a dozen or so people died, but several hundred corpses with broken arms. That scene was enough to scare a timid person to the point of fainting.

And there was also that incomparably huge palm print, which caused the hearts of the disciples to tremble. Although they had not experienced it personally, one could imagine the astonishing might of this palm from the traces it had left.

"Isn't this the 'Iron Man' Hong Bang who is ranked number 94 on the 'Heroes List' list?" Suddenly, a disciple saw the tower-like burly man whose chest had been pierced through and spoke with a trembling voice.

"There's also the fifty-fourth ranking Heroes List, 'Wild Blade' Yuan Zhen." At this time, another disciple saw the corpse that was caved in in the wall and exclaimed.

"The eighty-fourth ranked Heroes List, 'Ghost' Helian."

"Xiang Xu of the seventy-fifth."

"Sixty-third!"

Everyone looked over and the shock on their faces became denser.

When they found out that there were six corpses of Heroes List s in total, they were all stupefied.

Even the faces of the dozen or so disciples who were also powerful disciples of the 'Heroes List' changed greatly.

"What's going on?" How could so many powerful disciples die? " A disciple's heart began to tremble and even his words started to tremble.

Everyone was extremely powerful, and every death could cause a huge commotion. Furthermore, a total of six disciples had actually died, and not to mention the hundreds of corpses that were left behind.

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