The Blood-Drinking Sword tore a massive gash across the gray-robed man's throat. The strike nearly decapitated him, and he died on the spot.
The remaining gray-robed men roared in a frenzy. The one who had previously fought Qin Li and Shiyu outside was especially livid. 'This human is clearly much weaker than I am,' he raged internally, 'yet in a mere instant, he killed one of our own and severely wounded another!'
Fueled by his anger, the gray-robed man's full power erupted.
In that moment, no one paid any mind to the Energy Gate or when the woman might emerge.
As his opponents began to fight with desperate ferocity, Qin Li's disadvantage became clear. His only saving grace was their limited understanding of Magic; otherwise, he would have had no choice but to flee.
