Two meters tall, steeped head to toe in corpse qi—if the Mang Brothers were merely ugly in appearance, then this fellow was a genuine monster through and through.
A Corpse Demon—and one in the Nascent Soul Realm!
The Mang Brothers had weathered many storms, so they naturally recognized the other party's identity at once. Their expressions turned as ugly as could be. One had to know that compared to cultivators of the same rank, such monsters' divine abilities were slightly stronger. Both brothers had already thought of retreating. Only a fool would make an enemy of such a terrifying thing.
They bowed respectfully. "Since Senior is here, the two of us would not dare offend your tiger's might. Farewell."
After saying this, they beckoned, retrieved their magic treasures, transformed into two streaks of escaping light, and shot backward.
"Want to leave? I'm afraid it won't be that easy. Do you take Lei Yin Mountain for your family's back garden, where you can come and go as you please?" An icy smile appeared on the Corpse Demon's face. He stretched out a hand, and two long halberds were already floating before him. These truly had been the Ning Family ancestor's treasures—only now, they belonged to the Corpse Demon.
"You may die now."
The Corpse Demon rubbed his hands together, and the two long halberds instantly transformed into spirit serpents, pouncing forward viciously.
A trace of fear flashed through the Mang Brothers' eyes. This situation was within their expectations, but the two brothers had not the slightest intention of meeting him head-on. Once they were entangled by this old monster, escaping would become harder than climbing to the heavens.
With perfect tacit understanding, the two brothers reached out and flung their hands backward with force, offering up two gray, hazy objects—unknown pearls