"No... No, you can't! If you take everything away, how are we supposed to survive..." An Mi cried out anxiously. This local rich miser really wasn't willing to part with so much as a single hair!
Several of the immortals began making preparations after hearing this, but I only gave a sinister smile and said, "Come on, come at me together. If I stop any of you, I'll write my name backward. But whoever joins in will all be thrown into the pot, boiled, and fed to the birds later!"
Truthfully, I was nervous too. If a whole crowd charged me, I really would have trouble dealing with them. The strength I was displaying now was formidable, but it came at a tremendous cost. Qiongtian power was different from immortal power; every movement meant loss and dispersal. No wonder An Mi had originally wanted to use the immortal crane as a mount.
For long-distance travel, riding a beast was still more convenient. As long as its speed was close to your own, it made things far easier! So mounts were indispensable too!
When I saw that only the female immortal rushed at me, I casually threw out several more Thunderfire Nails in quick succession!
And sure enough, this female immortal was far more powerful than An Mi. She directly or indirectly dodged several of them, and only one grazed her. But even though the wound was light, the strike still left her whole body numb, forcing her to collapse to her knees. The next several Thunderfire Nails struck her directly. One of them pierced her buttocks just as it had An Mi's. I couldn't be bothered to show either of them any courtesy, so I kicked her straight into the pot, where the raging fire boiled them in the scalding