“Boulder Storm!”
“Spring Wind!”
The two attacks merged into a storm, a black ocean of death. Flashes of light, like dark pearls, fell on the heads of the last four disciples. They were experienced and possessed various protective artifacts and Techniques. One of them threw a seemingly ordinary handkerchief in front of him. However, the hieroglyph that lit up across its white surface was anything but. All four of them were quickly covered in a white shroud.
“The White Queen’s Requiem,” the cultivator said. “This artifact is at the initial stage of the Spirit Knight level-”
Before he could finish bragging, the artifact that had saved his life more than once started to give way.
“It can’t be!” The four cultivators shouted in unison.
They couldn’t believe that the newbies had the power t
