A True Immortal-level pressure suddenly appeared...
The Lame Old Daoist of the Mountain Moving Sect—Daoist Dou Qian—had actually felt a bad premonition the instant Qu Man inexplicably lost.
But he had planned for so long, schemed for so long, resorted to every possible means, and even taken enormous risks. Just securing this opportunity to descend to the mortal world and spread the Dao among the Mountain Moving Sect's Loose Immortals had cost him untold effort.
He had already killed people—two of them, at that.
Once an Immortal Realm Expert arrived, they could easily use divine abilities, spells, or even divination to find the true culprit.
And if it was exposed that he had "tamed" Qu Man here, those old bones from the Cave of Ten Thousand Bones would definitely tear him to pieces.
Once he had set foot on this path, there was no turning back.
But why...
The old Daoist's vision turned blood-red. Three tyrannical currents of spiritual power crashed through his body, and though he could suppress them temporarily with a secret technique, he needed a swift victory before refining those three currents.
He stared fixedly at the demonic body that had suddenly appeared ahead.
The pressure it exuded made him hesitate, filling him with wariness.
Why can't you just die properly!
The Lame Old Daoist's eyes instantly turned scarlet. Gray wings spread behind him, and countless skulls flew out, shooting toward the target ahead!
Wang Jixuan calmly raised the Strange Soul Puppet's right hand.
This felt a little like piloting a mech.
Demonic technique: Dragon Python Swallowing Heaven Technique.
The Strange Soul Puppet's left arm suddenly exploded into boundless Black Energy. Lightning flashed within it, and a black dragon let out a low, rumbling roar!
The skulls crashed down like a meteor shower;
The Black Energy abruptly