Fang Yuan's aura was merely that of a Rank 6 Gu Immortal. Before he made a move, there was nothing extraordinary about him.
Coupled with his two evasions, this inevitably made the East Sea Gu Immortals look down on him.
But when he suddenly struck, everyone's hearts trembled.
The East Sea immortals were astonished. Their advance stalled, and all of them sized Fang Yuan up anew.
Fang Yuan wore white robes, his long hair streaming in the gale. He was incomparably elegant and strikingly handsome, bearing a distinctive air. At this moment, his face was full of fury, as grim as thunder; his killing intent seemed condensed from frost, making everyone feel extremely oppressed.
Though the East Sea Gu Immortals had strength in numbers, they fell silent at this moment.
As if by prior agreement, they turned their spearheads toward the Blood Dao Demonic Immortal.
The Blood Dao Demonic Immortal wanted to flee, but his injuries seemed to flare up, causing his speed to plummet. After several exchanges, he was slain by the encircling Gu Immortals.
From this, it appeared that he truly was an arrow at the end of its flight. No wonder he had not hesitated to yield the opportunity, seeking that sliver of life from Fang Yuan.
After killing the Blood Dao Demonic Immortal, Liu Qingyu, one of the Rank 7 leaders among the East Sea Gu Immortals, changed expression slightly and said in a deep voice, "The mark isn't on him."
Another Rank 7 Gu Immortal immediately reacted, turning to Fang Yuan and calling lightly, "Immortal friend, wait!"
Fang Yuan possessed two Rank 7 Immortal Gu, which had already changed the immortals' impression of him. No one shouted arrogantly as they had before.
They looked at one another, then flew together, slowly pressing toward Fang Yuan.