When the ugly man saw this, he could not help paling in shock. Blood mist surged out of him, wrapping him up, and the sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling entered the ear. From within that blood mist flew sixteen skulls as large as buckets, ghost fire flickering in their eye sockets, their mouths crunching and chewing nonstop.
Killing Intent soared to the heavens as they met the sword light head-on.
In terms of strength, Nascent Soul Late Stage was certainly far from comparable to Lihe, but this Red Leaf Fairy had once fought a life-and-death exchange with a cultivator of the same rank. Though she had luckily won, the injuries on her body had been severe to a shocking degree.
Right now, she probably could not even mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth. Of her whole repertoire of profound spells, being able to bring out ten percent would already be good.
In such a situation, what did he have to fear?
Sure enough, though those sword lights looked extremely imposing, when they touched the skulls, they retreated again and again, looking like something strong on the outside but hollow within.
The ugly cultivator could not help being overjoyed. His judgment had indeed been correct. If he could capture this woman and use her as a Cauldron, he would have great hope of breaking through his bottleneck. Once he advanced to Lihe, his lifespan would increase by a great deal.
Such an opportunity came once in a thousand years. If not for a twist of fate, even if he borrowed a thousand guts, how would he dare set his sights on a high-rank cultivator?
If you passed by and saw it, you could not miss it. He absolutely could not let this woman escape from under his eyelids.