Chen Xingzhou's consciousness completely dissipated. His body transformed into a beast, revealing the true form of a fire ape, while the Bone Armor on him thoughtfully expanded in tandem.
Ji An immediately transferred the corpse into the Void Stone. Such a large prey had to be folded up before it could fit inside.
At this moment, he could no longer spare any thought for conserving fertilizer. Three targets still remained, and whether enemies lurked in the shadows was unknown. He had to end this quickly.
His gaze turned toward Yun Nianrong. He had seen her face several times before; she was an old acquaintance. But he had no desire to see this old acquaintance again.
Everything had happened in the blink of an eye. When the battle ended, Yun Nianrong felt as though the world had become unfamiliar. It was one thing for this archenemy to break through to a greater realm, but why was his strength still so formidable?
This absolutely defied common sense. According to the intelligence, the Golden Spirit Sect had experienced a Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation only a little over ten years ago.
The other party had attacked with spells. How could a cultivator who had broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm just over ten years ago possess such formidable spellcasting ability?
He killed cultivators of the same realm as easily as butchering dogs. That clean, decisive manner made her shudder with fear.
Only now did she understand why Zhu Changhe had fled. Now it was her turn to run, because judging from the attack power he had displayed, she had no chance of victory.
She was no match for Chen Xingzhou. A cultivator who killed Chen Xingzhou as easily as butchering a dog would find killing her just as effortless.
All she could do