"I wouldn't dare, I truly wouldn't."
"If I had known that you were a senior of the Immortal Way, Fairy, I never would have harbored such filthy thoughts..."
Inside the valley, after sensing the omnipresent suppression of divine sense around him, the horse-faced old man stopped fleeing with an awkward laugh. He hurriedly turned back and apologized.
No matter how arrogant he was, he did not believe he could escape alive while pursued by a powerhouse at the peak of the Void Refinement realm.
As for calling her senior...
It was not merely flattery.
He could associate with cultivators of the early and middle Void Refinement stages as peers, but before a peak Void Refinement cultivator with whom he already bore enmity, he would never dare regard himself as her equal.
"Unless... a dead fellow cultivator is better than a dead poor Daoist..."
"Let this woman chase those two first."
The horse-faced old man narrowed his eyes and secretly began calculating against his allies, the snake-staff old woman and the seductive young woman.
"You wouldn't dare?" Dayuan Shuang, floating in the air, answered with a cold sneer. She turned her jade hand over and pressed it down slightly. A streak of golden light flew from her palm, transforming into a phantom golden hand dozens of zhang wide that slammed down at the horse-faced old man below.
Before the massive hand of spiritual power had even landed on him,
its terrifying force had already caused the ground beneath the horse-faced old man's feet to crack apart with a boom. Amid a series of crunching fractures, it sank more than a dozen zhang.
A huge pit abruptly appeared.
Within that pit, the horse-faced old man stood like someone stranded on a lone island, his silhouette bleak, frail, and helpless.
"I can't run!