Nevertheless, Lin Xiao stayed poised and detached as usual.
Lin Xiao put together a fall-back plan, lest the Suomo Sect would scheme against them. But the Taixuan guys were in the dark about it across the board.
Now it came the right time for Lin Xiao to activate it — the gap between two sides was way too big in strength.
At that moment, Lin Xiao burst into a sonorous whistle.
Though out of the blue, it spread far and wide.
Waves of smoke shells darted out from nowhere. Thick smoke came hot on the heels, permeating the whole square in the blink of an eye.
What was more surprising was that the fleeting smoke vanished as swiftly as it came, with only heady fragrance left, haunting the Suomo guys.
Right then, the Suomo Patriarch burst into a panicked mandate.
"Hold your breaths!"
He didn't make it, however fast he took his move.
Hardly had his voice faded away when the Suomo martial masters flopped onto the ground one after another.
Nonetheless, those who betrayed the Taixuan Sect out of sheer desperation and hopelessness stayed safe and sound.
The five mountain owners who stood out first as traitors also seemed impervious to the fragrance at all. So were their respective disciples.
Fairly speaking, the Suomo Patriarch boasted supreme martial capacity. He burst out a puff of daunting force after a shudder or two.
The fiendish spiral force darted forth right away, wrapping up his body like a tornado — he was gonna flee.
At that moment, the five Taixuan mountain owners, including Yi Tianzhong, launched a terrifying attack at him. The three Taixuan chief seniors simply stood by and had a leisurely watch.
By no stretch of the imagination had he ever pictured the sudden fallout. Hence, he got stuck straight away.
The joint attack came out with awe-inspiring power. He would have got gravely injured even if even if he hadn't breathed in the creepy fragrance.
The five mountain seniors struck at his vital point with surprising accuracy. Hence, he kicked the bucket once and for all.
Nevertheless, they got severely impacted by his fiendish spiral force as well — the Suomo patriarch managed to play a coup de grace as he was dying.
Their spiritual energy and blood soon got consumed by his fiendish spiral force.
Their shrill cries soon echoed everywhere on the square, sufficing to scare a passerby to death.
"Dad, what's that? Come on, please save my dad!..."
Yi Jia cried at the top of his lungs on seeing his dad suffer — what an unbearably poignant scene to look at!
No one pitied him.
Right then, the Suomo martial masters started to tremble with dark blood oozing out of their mouths and noses. Their vital signs soon faded out — Death was gonna claim their life.
The disciples who had long turned their coats with their mountain owners suffered sharp pains as well, including Yi Jia. In a short while, they flopped onto the ground, writhing unceasingly, pressing their bellies. Shrill cries went off one after another.
Nonetheless, those who made a reluctant betrayal stayed safe and sound, though they already went horror-struck by the cries, turning ghostly pale.
"Esteemed chief seniors, please forgive me."
Right then, a disciple came back to his sense and broke into a kneel. He kowtowed nonstop for their forgiveness on his knees.
With him taking the lead, an increasing number of disciples kneeled. A moment later, a large crowd pleaded on their knees at the center of the square.
Right then, a creepy melody — a mixture of shrill cries, plea, and the sound of kowtow, resounded through the sky.
The three chief seniors got bewildered — they failed to catch up with the sudden incident.
Eyes glazed, they found it rather incredible.
The Suomo invasion came and went simply in the twinkling of an eye. It seemed that they didn't suffer any loss at all.
Terribly confused, the buzz in their minds even drowned out the disciples' plea.
Nonetheless, they knew who the schemer was.
They turned back and ca eyes on Lin Xiao.
Lin Xiao shook his head, not down for a response — he was not fond of the limelight.
They picked up on that right away and turned back to the square.
At that point, the Suomo martial masters all died. The traitors wouldn't be long — they could only exhale now.
Only the plea, along with the sound of kowtow, remained.