A moment ago, they had still looked kindly and benevolent; in the blink of an eye, he had turned hostile as easily as turning a page. The two Core Condensation Realm Ghost Cultivators were naturally shocked pale, and when they saw that dazzling sword light, their expressions changed wildly all at once.
Shock and fury mingled within them, but of course the two would not simply sit and wait for death. The short, plump old man's face was the color of earth, but after a brief hesitation, he still stretched out his right hand and pointed forward with a solemn expression.
A wisp of black qi sank into the gray-white immortal sword.
A ferocious ghost face actually surfaced on the immortal sword.
Then baleful qi soared to the heavens...
"A Fierce Spirit Treasure?"
Lin Xuan spoke with slight surprise. A so-called Fierce Spirit Treasure was actually much the same in principle as an Artifact Spirit, except one involved drawing a demon beast's soul into a treasure, while the other sealed a cultivator's vengeful soul within it.
It was said to be a notch more powerful than an ordinary Artifact Spirit treasure.
Only Ghost Cultivators, however, could drive this sort of treasure.
After the old man pointed, he turned and transformed into a startling rainbow, shooting backward like wind and lightning.
Lin Xuan nodded as well, a rare few traces of approval appearing on his face. In order to flee, this man had actually been willing to abandon his life-bound magic treasure.
Bold, fierce, and decisive—he could be considered someone of note.
Unfortunately, it was futile!
Seeing the Fierce Spirit Treasure block his sword light, Lin Xuan flipped his left hand, and a flame the size of a fist leapt out.
It wriggled and shifted, transforming into a small bird gleaming