"What do you intend to do?" Huitong's face darkened as he slowly spoke.
"Do?" The woman called Xueling smoothed her hair, a trace of mockery appearing at the corner of her lips. "A mere ant at the early Lihe Realm actually dares be rude to the princess. If this were the Spirit World, you would long since be doomed beyond redemption for ten thousand kalpas. And you still ask what we intend to do? In this situation, do you think you still have a chance to escape?"
"Princess?"
Huitong froze, his expression somewhat stunned. From the other party's tone and words, they should have come from the upper realm, but the cultivation world was not the mortal world—where would some princess have come from?
However, at this moment, the three of them naturally had no intention of explaining anything to him. Speaking of it, Huitong was unlucky to the extreme. If he had been in his prime, he might not have feared the three cultivators before him. Although the other side came from the Spirit World and their original strength was perhaps higher than his own, they were constrained by the Laws of Heaven and Earth, and were now merely at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.
If they truly fought, his chances of winning would still have been greater.
However, seeing that the other side wanted to flee, he had thrown himself into the Teleportation Array without regard for anything. By sheer unlucky coincidence, just as his upper body had entered, the teleportation had already activated...
He was greatly alarmed and hurriedly tried to withdraw, but it was already too late. Though Huitong was a Lihe cultivator, teleportation involved space laws of an even higher level, and he was likewise powerless to resist. Thus, his physical body had been destroyed