Deathly silence.
An oppressive silence hung in the air, heavy as a lead-gray sky pressing down on every heart.
The sight of those dozens of young women resolutely taking their own lives was an invisible sledgehammer, pounding heavily on the souls of everyone present.
They were the elites of the Fearless Warband, the proud prodigies of the Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University. They were accustomed to life and death and had personally dealt out death countless times.
But this scene filled them with an unprecedented, bone-deep sense of heaviness and helplessness.
Qin Feng stood silently on the blood-soaked ground. His gaze swept over the bodies of the young women, their faces frozen in smiles of relief, and his heart was a storm of complex emotions.
Within his Spiritual Energy perception, he could tell that although the life force of the youngest girl was faint, the resilience of her meridians and the activity of her cells far surpassed that of an ordinary person.
