Cloud Pot Immortal Elder's terrified gaze fixed on Ming Ruo.
Cloud Pot Immortal Elder had already sensed that both Ming Ruo's cultivation and the power of her arts surpassed his. Yet only when that invisible, irresistible force tore a huge wound through his chest, and he felt most of the blood and true essence within him pouring out because of her strike, did he realize that he could not withstand even a single blow from Ming Ruo.
As terror spread through Cloud Pot Immortal Elder's eyes, a shrill roar suddenly erupted from his mouth. His entire body shot backward like an arrow.
Cloud Pot Immortal Elder's internal organs had all been shattered, and more than half of his true essence and blood energy had drained away. Yet with his cultivation, he could still cling to life. But with injuries like these, Cloud Pot Immortal Elder did not dare remain here any longer, because he could no longer endure the impact of any true essence. Although he had cultivated his Nascent Soul to the point where it could leave his body, finding another body with exceptional aptitude was no easy matter. Especially for a Rogue Cultivator like Cloud Pot Immortal Elder, even if he found a body of superb aptitude and seized it to be reborn, he could easily be targeted during the period of weakness when his Nascent Soul fused with the new body. Thus, so long as there was even a sliver of hope, no cultivator would willingly abandon their own fleshly body.
As he forcefully sealed the leaking blood energy and vitality within himself with his remaining true essence and fled in mad haste, Cloud Pot Immortal Elder's mind was filled not only with shock at Ming Ruo's overwhelming power, but also with one thought: Ming Ruo had