The slender black-clad assassin on the cave ceiling unleashed her instant acceleration talent!
With a hiss, the sharp dagger stabbed diagonally downward from the Demonic Cultivator's collarbone, leaving only a half-foot-deep wound. The heavily injured Demonic Cultivator reflexively rushed toward the stone chamber's entrance, only for someone to suddenly appear at his back and attack again!
He still had a chance to turn things around. Relying on a Demonic Cultivator's robust physique, he could subdue his opponent. That dagger had not struck a vital point, and he still retained some ability to move.
The injured Demonic Cultivator darted aside, hoping to evade the killer, but she remained glued tightly to his back!
Like a shadow following its form!
Having an assassin stuck to one's back had grave consequences, especially when the opponent might possess formidable close-combat prowess and astonishingly nimble footwork.
The Demonic Cultivator endured the pain and moved swiftly left and right. The assassin behind him still followed close behind and struck again. In the dire moment, he violently twisted his body to avoid a vital spot, and the dagger stabbed into his lower back once more. It had originally been aimed at his Dantian...
Every movement and dodge failed to shake her off. This could not continue, or sooner or later he would die by her hand.
With his life hanging by a thread, he gritted his teeth and used a forbidden move.
"Heavenly Demon Blood Burning!"
The Demonic Cultivator's aura suddenly surged, even surpassing the peak of the Golden Core Stage and granting him power second only to the Nascent Soul Realm. Yet, severely injured as he was, he could only wield a small portion of that strength. The burning of his blood and vital energy brought temporary power; unless absolutely necessary, he would never have used