The group was both shocked and furious, but at this moment there was simply no time to stop anything. They could only watch helplessly as the white-haired Old Crone turned into a Startling Rainbow and flew away on a slanting path.
"You want to leave? How naive!"
Yet at that very moment, a cold laugh entered their ears. Before the words had even faded, a sudden change erupted.
The old woman had only just fled a little over a hundred zhang when gray-white corpse qi abruptly churned beside her, and a terrifying Ghost Claw appeared without the slightest warning.
Its entire body was a ghastly white, its ten fingers sharp as daggers. With a whoosh, at a speed difficult for the naked eye to see, it stabbed straight into the female cultivator's heart.
The white-haired Old Crone's scream shook heaven and earth. Spiritual light surged wildly all over her body as she struggled desperately to break free, but it was utterly useless. Instead, gray-white corpse qi seeped out from the Ghost Claw and wrapped around her body.
"Save me!"
Her scream grew even more shrill.
Yet she had abandoned her companions and fled on her own. How could anyone possibly come to her rescue now?
Besides, those Demon-Transformed were completely unable to look after anything but themselves at this moment. Even if they had let bygones be bygones and wanted to lend a hand, their hearts had the will, but their strength fell short.
Her screams grew ever more piercing, but as time passed, they soon weakened. That gray-white corpse qi carried a powerful corrosive force, and the old woman quickly turned into a dried corpse of skin wrapped around bone. Terror still lingered on her face, as if she could not believe she had actually fallen just like this.