Venerable Kui Qing's eyes flashed with anger. "You want to provoke me and stall for time? Heh. Junior Sister Hong Xiao, I know every trick you have like the back of my hand. You're injured now as well—dealing with you would take no effort at all. If my wife hadn't insisted on capturing you alive to claim the reward, you'd already have been reduced to flying ash."
True Lord Hong Xiao took a deep breath. Things had come to this; she could only trust the sect master. She could not defeat him in a fight, but she was still somewhat confident that she could keep Kui Qing occupied for the time it took an incense stick to burn.
Panic churned within True Lord Hong Xiao, but her expression remained calm and composed. "You think you can capture me alive?"
"Heh." Kui Qing raised his hand and unleashed a ruler-shaped magic treasure. In an instant, several streaks of golden light shot forth, pursuing True Lord Hong Xiao with overwhelming force.
"Hmph, Kui Qing, I know I am no match for you, but even if I have to self-destruct today, I'll drag you down with me!" Seeing that her opponent had opened with a killing move, True Lord Hong Xiao sneered.
The spiritual power throughout her body suddenly surged. She shouted loudly, startling Kui Qing so badly that he jolted.
Though his strength utterly crushed Hong Xiao's, no matter how strong he was, he could not withstand a Core Formation cultivator self-destructing at close range.
The shockwaves from a Core Formation cultivator's self-destruction could reduce several nearby mountain peaks to ash in an instant. Even if he survived, he would be severely injured.
Whether Hong Xiao was bluffing or truly intended to self-destruct, Kui Qing could not afford to gamble.
Thus, the