The inside of the chest became quiet again. It was extremely quiet, and no sound could be heard. Not even the sound of breathing could be heard!
Yet Qin Mu was moving freely in the darkness without making a sound. A drop of sweat fell and smashed into the pool of blood, giving off a soft sound.
The owner of the sweat immediately moved, but he suddenly felt a pain in his heart as it was pierced by a bamboo cane.
Qin Mu pulled out the bamboo cane from his back and moved forward silently. Behind him, the sound of a corpse falling could be heard.
This sound immediately caused a violent commotion. Numerous extraterritorial devils in the surroundings made their moves, bursting forth with divine arts and bright spirit weapons to bombard the source of the sound.
Between the flickering of divine arts and spirit weapons, Qin Mu flickered like a ghost in the chest. Divine arts practitioners died in his hands one after another. When the light vanished and darkness returned, the divine arts practitioners swayed and their corpses fell to the ground.
The surroundings became quiet once again.
The interior of the chest had a radius of three hundred yards, so it wasn't considered small. It was about one hundred and thirty to forty fields.
With hundreds of people spread out in such a space, it definitely wouldn't be crowded. Even if there was a huge creature like the Dragon Unicorn, to divine arts practitioners like them, the space was still incomparably narrow.
To them, divine arts could reach them in an instant, and powerful divine arts could even sweep through every corner of the place.
When Qin Mu put them into the chest, everyone panicked and immediately started fighting. That was why the chest had trembled violently at the start.
That was the darkest and most chaotic moment. Everyone was attacking in all directions to protect themselves, and there were also quite a number of strong practitioners that died in the hands of their own people.
The chaos didn't last for long, and a strong practitioner of Celestial Being Realm immediately called out for everyone to not panic.
That strong practitioner of Celestial Being Realm was smart, but he was assassinated by Qin Mu in the next moment, and chaos ensued. Qin Mu killed people with his cane in the chaos, and even strong practitioners of Celestial Being Realm couldn't escape from his close combat.
After the chaos calmed down, someone tried to open the chest to let the light shine in, but he was stabbed to death by Qin Mu's cane.
During this period, they had gone through several life-and-death battles. Now, everyone in the box was in danger. They suppressed their heartbeats and held their breaths. Even the wounds on their bodies were suppressed to prevent blood from flowing out. They did not want to alarm Qin Mu.
They even had to close their eyes, which would betray their position in the dark.
These divine arts practitioners usually cultivated pupil divine arts, and their eyes would emit light. This was undoubtedly the best target for Qin Mu!
Qin Mu was like a bat in the dark, appearing and disappearing unpredictably. Any sound would alarm him and attract his murderous intent.
In this suffocating darkness, there was a demon king who could take their lives at any time!
The chest opened and closed, spitting out a few more corpses. Just as the chest opened and closed, light shone down from above. Everyone in the chest felt their blood run cold. They all moved away, not daring to stay in the same spot. After a moment of chaos, there were sounds of divine arts colliding and corpses falling to the ground. A few more people died in the chaos.
"I can't take it anymore!"
One of the 'extraterrestrial devils' finally couldn't stand this incomparably terrifying atmosphere, and his mind collapsed. He waved all kinds of divine abilities and spirit weapons in all directions as he shouted with a stern voice, "Don't even think about getting close to me! All of you are dead! All of you are dead! "
The power of his divine arts was very strong, and they easily pierced through three hundred yards of space. His spirit weapons were also abnormally sharp, and they swept in all directions, forcing the people hiding in the dark to have no choice but to defend.
In the chest, a huge chaos erupted. There were shouts of killing everywhere, and all kinds of spirit weapons and divine arts bombarded one another.
After a long time, that crazy divine arts practitioner stopped panting. There was no sound in the surroundings, and only his panting could be heard.
"Dead?"
That crazy divine arts practitioner was stunned. He was surprised and delighted, and he laughed loudly. "All of you are dead! All of you are dead! I've survived, only I'm still alive! "
Puuu —
A bamboo cane pierced through his mouth and came out from the back of his head.
The chest opened, and light scattered in all directions. It was still three hundred yards of space, but there was only Qin Mu, the pale-faced Pangong Tso, and the shivering Dragon Unicorn in the corner.
He had shrunk to three yards and hid behind a rack. He was fine with his thick skin and flesh, but there were spirit weapons of all sizes sticking out of his body. There were even a few swords that were clearly Qin Mu's flying swords. It was obvious that quite a number of attacks had landed on his body in the chaos.
His head was huge, and even though he had tried his best to shrink his body, he still couldn't avoid receiving quite a number of attacks.
On the ground, there were corpses everywhere, and they all died in different ways. Some were stabbed to death by bamboo canes, some were beheaded by knives, and some were hung in paintings with their heads wiped off. There were also a few cows and sheep, as well as divine arts practitioners who had been pierced into porcupines. There were also people whose bones and tendons had been broken by the sword pellet and crushed into pieces by the true dragon's nest.
However, even more people had died in the hands of their own people.
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