"Giggle, giggle, giggle. Those two fools actually wanted to assault this girl. They really picked the wrong target. Now we don't even need to lift a finger—the two fools have already been captured. So, fellow Daoist, will you make a move, or shall I kill them myself?"
A woman's voice, clear as silver bells, came from far away and rapidly drew near. Before the sound had faded, two figures shot over from the distance and halted before the muddy marsh.
Looking at the two mid Spirit Severing stage cultivators in the muddy marsh, Qin Fengming's eyes flickered with puzzlement.
He truly could not see what mystery lurked within this stretch of muddy marsh that could cause two mid Spirit Severing stage mighty cultivators to fall into it without the slightest resistance.
From the looks of it, the muddy marsh could not only easily restrain cultivators, but might even kill them.
If he did not understand the truth behind this muddy marsh, then should he encounter such a situation in the future, he really would be left waiting helplessly for death.
When they saw the targets they had been pursuing appear right before them, how could the two mid Spirit Severing stage cultivators fail to guess that their movements had long since been detected? Moreover, their fall into the mud pit this time had also been a trap deliberately laid for them by the other party.
At this moment, the two Spirit Severing stage cultivators' bodies had already stopped moving altogether.
They understood that within this muddy marsh, the more they struggled, the deeper they sank. If their mouths and noses sank beneath it as well, then with the energy within their bodies difficult to circulate, they would have no choice but to perish even without the other party lifting a