Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Four muffled impacts rang out almost at the same time.
The four cultivators stiffened in midair, then all dropped together. Every one of them died on the spot.
Jared lowered his hand. He stood there with his hands behind his back, his robe stirring in the wind, spotless and untouched. Then he turned and looked at Evelyn.
Evelyn had gone completely still. She looked at Jared the way a person would look at a god, her eyes shaking with shock and reverence.
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