The elder from the Life-Killing Sword Sect, a Nascent Soul True Monarch, was pierced by an inconspicuous awl. The numerous Defensive Magical Treasures he wore had been completely ineffective.
It was as if he were a sheet of thin paper, repeatedly punctured by the crystal-like awl, which was covered in swirling patterns.
All his flesh and blood were sucked into a vortex, drained in an instant, leaving not even a fleck of bone behind.
Kong Bai, standing nearby, stumbled back in horror. He raised his sword to help, but by the time he did, all that remained was the elder's Nascent Soul, clutching a short sword as it fled for its life.
The Nascent Soul's tiny, wrinkled face was a mask of terror. With a flicker, it was about to teleport away.
The crystal awl vanished, then stabbed out from the void once more, precisely interrupting the elder's Nascent Soul mid-teleport.
The awl pierced through. Even the Nascent Soul was powerless to resist; it was like a balloon being popped.
