Ravenio‘s head fell off from his neck, and the next moment, his body collapsed as well.
Some of the fleeing dark witch cultivators, upon seeing their patriarch and chief both being slain, let out roars and turned to attack Isaac.
With just two swipes of the shadow swords, the dark witch practitioners didn't even have the chance to scream before they died on the spot.
Adding on the terrifying attacks from that red demon soul, not a single one of the nearly 300 dark witches managed to escape the vast grasslands.
Isaac stood in midair while looking at the scattered corpses below without a trace of emotion in his eyes. He then turned and flew towards the outer area of Darklands.
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