Du Xingheng's voice, laced with a laugh, arrived before she did. "My apologies for being late, fellow Daoists. I'll kill a hundred demons as a small token of my apology."
Before her words had even faded, as she traversed the void, Du Xingheng thrust her long spear forward.
In an instant, hundreds, even thousands of spear shadows, as tangible as solid objects, shot from the tip of her long spear. A surging Qi Blood Power erupted like a volcano. SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH! Countless sparks shot out like lightning.
In a flash, the flying spear shadows pierced through the chaotic battlefield by the water.
The howls and shrieks of demons erupted at that moment.
But even more Little Demons died instantly under the assault of the flying spear shadows, without even a chance to scream.
Du Xingheng had claimed she would "kill a hundred demons," but in reality, the number she killed was far more than a mere hundred.
