The change came without warning!
The angle was even more treacherous to the extreme, and the bloody streak came on like a sudden storm.
The black-faced old man's expression changed drastically.
At this point, how could he possibly dodge in time? He did not even have time to turn his body slightly aside.
"Pfft..."
Blood sprayed out, and his head had already been taken.
Yet the matter was not over.
That strand of bloody light actually clung to his body like a maggot on the bone.
Then the old man's body withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. In that brief instant, all the blood essence in his body seemed to have been absorbed by that strand of bloody light.
Even his Nascent Soul did not escape, its face still carrying a look of terror.
Then the bloody light emerged, and it was precisely that treasure from just now, the one suspected to be a Xiantian Spirit Treasure.
At this moment, the demonic nature it emitted was even stronger.
This was not possession.
Rather, it bore some resemblance to an Inner Demon attacking the body.
To put it in more common words, it was qi deviation.
Such things actually had many illusory legends in the cultivation world.
Rumor had it that in ancient times, there were some weapons of astonishing might.
Or they could be called Dharma Treasures.
Every one of these treasures possessed Supernatural Powers that left people dumbstruck.
Yet precisely because they were too powerful, such weapons were simply not something ordinary cultivators could control.
As the saying went, a strong guest should not overpower the host, yet these treasures could do exactly the opposite.
If a cultivator's strength was insufficient, obtaining such treasures would be misfortune rather than blessing; they would be attacked by an