A grisly scene suddenly unfolded before them.
The mid Integration stage cultivator plummeted from the sky, his body utterly beyond his control. In his rapid descent, he instantly crashed into a hard rock below. With a muffled smack, blood erupted, and flesh flew in every direction. In an instant, his body was torn into pieces, no longer resembling a human form at all.
Yet as the blood suddenly flared, a tiny infant only a few inches tall abruptly appeared above the blood-soaked remains. The moment he emerged, a flash of red light flickered, and he vanished without a trace.
The tiny infant clutched a miniature sword in his arms. His entire body was stained with blood, and his small face was twisted with savagery.
As the infant disappeared, a cluster of red light immediately flickered into existence a hundred yards away. With a ripple, the bloodstained infant appeared once more.
Turning to look at Qin Fengming, an extremely vicious expression flashed in the infant's eyes.
"Good, good, you little brat. You actually destroyed this old man's physical body. I swear that in this life, I will capture you, imprison your soul, and torment you for ten thousand years to vent the hatred in my heart."
Although the infant was only a few inches tall, his voice was exactly the same as Mo Guan's, who had just been killed by the Suffocating Bird.
The infant gnashed his teeth, his voice brimming with vicious malice, as though he wanted to devour Qin Fengming alive.
"If you want to kill this Qin, you can forget about it in this lifetime." When Qin Fengming saw the Nascent Soul of the peak Integration stage cultivator emerge, he stood there without the slightest change in expression. He spoke calmly as he pointed a finger.
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