If I lost this battle, this King feared he would meet no good end.
But if I could seize this chance to slaughter some Righteous Path Spirit Transformation cultivators, obtain their corpses, and refine special Ghost Dao spirit objects from them, perhaps the expenditure from using the Shadow Devouring Demon Great Divine Ability could be partly replenished.
The Shadow Leopard King looked at Ling Pengyun and the dozen or so Spirit Transformation cultivators of the Azure Profound Lineage, his brows brimming with killing intent and hatred.
The desperate technique he had used was not merely meant to break the deadlock. He wanted to kill Ling Pengyun and the others outright.
After all, if Ling Pengyun and the others were not eliminated, then with their means of breaking through the secret realm's special restrictions, the heavily wounded Shadow Leopard Clan would likely never know peace again.
Besides, although he had a chance to flee while taking advantage of this opportunity—
he truly did not wish to abandon the Shadow Secret Realm as he had during the battle at the Panstone Minor Mountain Range.
This place was his final retreat.
Although the ghost lands here were not of particularly high rank,
there were several Fifth Rank Superior Grade Ghost Veins, which could still provide some help to his cultivation.
If even this place was lost, his Dao Path would truly be finished.
At once, he pounced forward to slaughter, growing fiercer the longer he fought.
Even attacks that had previously posed considerable threats to him were now sent flying with a single swipe of his claw.
Some relatively ordinary Fifth Rank Low Grade Righteous Path offensive spirit treasures fared even worse, shattering beneath his blows.
He forcibly weathered every sort of attack launched by Ling Pengyun and the others, carving out a