Faced with the sudden flying sword, Epiphyllum Ghost Mother raised an eyebrow, surprised, but with her current cultivation, she did not panic before this attack.
She lifted a hand and caught it, pinching the sword tip between two fingers, preventing the flying sword from advancing even half an inch.
Epiphyllum Ghost Mother looked over coldly, her gaze passing through the crowd to see a young man staring at her in alarm. The commoners on both sides of the street had also been frightened and began discussing among themselves, mainly scared by Epiphyllum Ghost Mother's movement.
How had this woman done it?
So incredibly powerful!
From afar, Gu An looked at the young man and smiled. "Good. Now he has another thread of karma on him. From now on, he'll be thoroughly on the opposite side of Saints."
Hearing this, Epiphyllum Ghost Mother's expression changed, no longer so icy. She asked in surprise, "He's that person?"
Gu An nodded. Just then, Old Ancestor Honggan walked over with the wrapped pastries. Neither he nor the Great Profound Yin Sovereign paid that young man any mind.
A future Mystic Qi Chaotic Immortal?
What did that count for?
It did not enter a Saint's eyes!
After a brief daze, the young man immediately ran toward them, passing through the crowd and arriving before Gu An and the others. Just as he was about to speak, Epiphyllum Ghost Mother tossed the sword back. Sword light flashed, frightening the young man into staggering back a step.
"Remember how this feels right now."
Epiphyllum Ghost Mother said coldly. Her gaze made the young man feel as if he were in an ice cellar, a chill rising along his spine, and he did not know how to reply.
Holding a pastry, Gu An stepped forward and brushed past