Chapter: 1872

The actions Go Yeonsu was taking now were no different from a scared dog baring its teeth and barking.

�H, How dare you go against the Sword Blossom Pavilion!�

Go Yeonsu shouted again.

In the meantime, a phantom dagger was released without a sound.

Swoosh!

�AH!�

Go Yeonsu cried out in pain as she stepped back. The phantom dagger was deeply embedded in her shoulder.

A fearful expression appeared on her face, as she contorted in pain.

She was unable to sense the presence of the incoming weapon not until it struck her.

Pyo-wol walked towards Go Yeonsu.�

Even though Pyo-wol was right in front of her, she couldn�t sense his presence at all. It felt as if she was dealing with a ghost.

�E, Everyone, attack! Take him down!�

Go Yeonsu finally ordered her sect members to attack.

�Iyaa!�

�Ha!�

The Sword Blossom Pavilion disciples rushed towards Pyo-wol.

Countless swords flew towards Pyo-wol, hoping to strike him down. The sight was as beautiful as watching the fluttering wings of dozens of butterflies.�

However, the situation that unfolded shortly after was far from beautiful.

Swish!

Dozens of invisible qi threads called the Soul-Reaping Thread, shot out from Pyo-wol�s hand.

Whoosh!

The Soul-Reaping Threads were so thin that it was hard to distinguish them with the naked eye, and they all pierced through the female disciples� bodies without mercy.�

�Ack!�

�Keuk!�

The Sword Blossom Pavilion disciples screamed in pain as they fell to the ground.

The marks of the Soul-Reaping Thread on their bodies were clear as day.

Though the holes were no bigger than a needle, the pain from the tiny punctures was unimaginable.

The pain was excruciating, like being burned by fire.

�Ugh!�

�Geugh!� JrNovels.com