"Hmph, you old bastard. Did you really think you could capture me that easily?"
But just as Yang Li's heart stirred and he raised his hand, a strange mocking smile suddenly appeared on the young man's face, which had been displaying an expression of terror.
At the same time, words that made his soul nearly fly out of his body entered his ears.
The old man reacted extremely quickly. As his body abruptly halted, he darted backward. At the same time, the incantation within his body changed, and a blade of energy suddenly flashed into existence.
Although the old man did not know why his opponent had revealed such a strange expression, he was suspicious by nature and had always been cautious. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately took countermeasures.
He was certain that even a late Spirit Severing stage cultivator would be unable to resist the poison contained in his secret art if caught off guard. Even if his opponent possessed an even more formidable poisonous secret art, so long as he had not known beforehand and prepared a defense, he still could not remain unscathed.
Yet the scene before him caused the old man's heart to quake violently.
He would never believe that his opponent was merely talking. There was certainly something present that posed a great threat to him.
"It's already too late to think about leaving now." As the old man's body rapidly retreated, the young cultivator's two fists had already shot forward. Two fist shadows wrapped in blue mist and containing immense soul energy suddenly appeared before the old man like two falling stars.
As the blue mist swept outward, two terrifying ferocious beasts suddenly emerged. Their entire bodies were wrapped in blue-black scales, and a pair of black horns jutted from their heads. As