At that moment, the mid-grade Flying Swords, imbued with the Spiritual Power of the Mystic Water Golden Core, easily pierced through the defenses of those Fierce Beasts. The might of the Sword Array was fully displayed. The twelve Flying Swords, like butterflies flitting through flowers, flickered with starlight, emanating an extremely formidable Sword Qi. Each flash, as if carrying immense weight, inevitably reaped the life of a Fierce Beast. Wang Mu squinted, watching the Fierce Beasts fall one after another.
The most formidable thing about these Fierce Beasts is their lack of emotions. This makes them extremely difficult to control and utterly devoid of fear. Wang Mu mused. What is there to fear without emotions? Just like my former self.
Therefore, fighting them was very disadvantageous. If one could not slay them immediately, dragging out the fight even a little would allow the Fierce Beasts to swarm and bombard with Magic, overwhelming any Cultivator.
