"This Seat will kill you today and refine you into a great pill of flesh and blood."
The man in the red robe looked horrified. The more he pursued Ji Kun, the more his heart pounded with fear.
It was clearly only a Second-Tier Late Stage Demonic Beast, yet its Demonic Power was not the least bit weaker than that of a Fake Core True Person.
Its physical body was also exceptionally formidable, in no way inferior to a body cultivator at Late-Stage Foundation Establishment Perfection.
Its strange and tyrannical Devouring Spiritual Power could even dissolve the magic power attacks of a Core Formation True Person.
Moreover, as a spirit pet, it actually carried dozens, even hundreds, of Second-grade High-rank Talisman Papers and even possessed a Core Formation Magic Treasure. Such wealth was enough to make Core Formation Cultivators ashamed.
Its combat instincts were also extremely strong. Its grasp of timing, decisiveness in attacking, and use of Demonic Power were enough to prove that its intelligence was no lower than a human's, far surpassing the vast majority of demonic beasts on the Nine Provinces Continent.
Its escape technique, in particular, was incredibly swift, infinitely close to that of a Core Formation True Person.
The man in the red robe's face darkened. "If This Seat had not reached Early-Stage Core Formation Perfection, this beast would likely have escaped long ago with its methods."
Boom!
The man in the red robe unleashed his snake spear, and the Pitch-black Snake Spear transformed into a Poisonous Flood Dragon that came attacking.
Ji Kun activated the Primordial Cone and barely held it off, coughing up blood once more. Its body crashed into the ground and formed a massive crater; its comb was stained with blood, as were its rainbow-feathered robes.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
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