Targeting Wei? A Sudden Recollection of an Important Matter

Therefore, even though Leader Tian Dao and the others had abandoned her to focus on besieging Wei Tu, leaving her a chance to flee, she did not dare entertain any thought of escape.

What she feared was not Leader Tian Dao and the others, but Wei Tu.

With her knowledge, it was not difficult for her to see that Wei Tu had likely come specifically for her this time—he had long ago left a divine-sense mark on her that could be used to track her.

If she did not flee, there might still be a few slivers of hope for survival.

If she fled, there would be no hope at all.

"Leader Tian Dao, what a temper you have. Wen originally intended to spare you, but now it seems there is no need."

Seeing the cultivators close in around him, Wei Tu's expression instantly turned cold. With a frosty snort, immense divine sense burst from his body and crushed outward in every direction.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

At once, the mana barriers raised by the Nascent Soul Cultivators present were swept away. They spat blood with a "pwah," their faces turning deathly pale as they suffered grave internal injuries.

"How is this possible?" In an instant, these Nascent Soul Cultivators were struck dumb with horror. They did not doubt in the slightest that the green-robed cultivator before them possessed the strength to kill them in a single blow.

Even Leader Tian Dao, the sole quasi-Spirit Transformation Cultivator among them, did not fare well. Though he was far better off than the injured Nascent Soul Cultivators coughing blood, it was only by a limited margin. He could clearly see the shocking crack that had appeared in his sea of consciousness under Wei Tu's strike.

Without decades of careful nurturing, this crack