"Hm? That Winged Race cultivator was certainly decisive. When his first strike failed, he turned and left."
Watching Old Ancestor Duzhe's expression turn icy as he swept a fierce glance over them, then flashed backward and retreated rather than continuing the fight, Huang Shangying gave a soft exclamation.
In that last wave of attacks, Old Ancestor Duzhe had used the same move against all five of them, unleashing a claw imbued with tremendous energy through a secret technique. Concealed within each attack was a lethally poisonous flying needle.
Although the five had responded differently, every one of them had blocked the attack, and all had done so with remarkable ease.
He Xuan had certainly had the easiest time of all, since he had done nothing whatsoever.
He and Qin Fengming had been standing close together. Although they were twenty feet apart, the Profound Extreme Light Qin Fengming unleashed had still enveloped both He Xuan and Cao Jingzhang on his other side, shielding them.
Qin Fengming had immobilized one of his opponent's flying needles, but before he could draw it closer to inspect it, the needle, laden with terrifyingly potent poison, burst with a sharp crack.
Had the Profound Extreme Light not been capable of devouring poison, Qin Fengming would undoubtedly have found himself in considerable difficulty.
The flying needle might indeed have been Old Ancestor Duzhe's natal treasure, but he clearly possessed more than one or two of them. There should have been quite a few. Despite losing one, Old Ancestor Duzhe showed no obvious signs of injury.
After this exchange, Old Ancestor Duzhe must have realized that although the Divine Connection cultivators before him were only at the early and middle stages, each was far stronger than an ordinary mid Spirit Severing stage cultivator.
Capturing or killing all five