A Mahayana Devil Ancestor from the True Demon Realm had never been someone Saint Ancestor Hai Yi truly valued. To say nothing of the fact that this Devil Ancestor was also suffering from injuries.
Qin Fengming's eyes flickered as he fixed them on the towering Devil Race cultivator hovering above the river. He understood that Saint Ancestor Hai Yi did not want to make a move. As for Crimson Demon Ancestor, facing this Mahayana Devil Ancestor, he was already terrified.
Qin Fengming moved forward slowly and said, "Senior, the three of us were merely passing by. We had no intention of making an enemy of you."
"Hahahaha... You had no intention of making an enemy of me? But you already know where I am. Do you think I'll let you off? The aura of that fellow seems somewhat unusual. Looks like he's also suffering from injuries. Isn't that perfect? I'll capture and kill you, devour your soul essence to replenish my vital essence, and I should recover soon. Heh heh, then I'll go find that Qing Kui and see if I can't scare him half to death."
The towering Devil Ancestor's laughter rang out. His figure swayed and vanished into thin air above the river.
When they suddenly heard the towering Devil Race cultivator's words, Chu Ye and the others standing in the distance all paled. The female cultivator whose face was concealed was especially shaken.
No one had imagined that a Mahayana cultivator would be accompanying the two Ghost Lord cultivators.
"Ah, no!" An exclamation rang out from An Yu in the distance.
Just as An Yu suddenly felt an icy chill surge from the depths of his heart and tried to flee at top speed, a figure appeared not far from him.
"Since you escaped my first strike,