"Who are you?!"
Blood Charm Aunt looked at Li Zhōujūn, who had suddenly appeared and blocked her path, and couldn't help but grow furious.
She had originally been determined to leave, unwilling to keep entangling herself with Meng Lai, whose background was powerful but whose strength was meager.
But she had never expected Meng Lai's methods to be so outrageously inhuman. He had directly thrown out four Alchemical Puppets equivalent to Ninth-Rank Source Emperors to surround and attack her.
In her desperation, Blood Charm Aunt could only possess her own disciple, paying the price of her disciple Xu Meike's life;
She had also paid the price of being unable to transfer her divine soul into a newly molded powerful body for a long time to come, while her cultivation recovered from Ninth-Rank Source Emperor to Eleventh-Rank Source Emperor.
Now, just as she was about to break free from Meng Lai's entanglement, another fellow of unknown origins had appeared and blocked her way!
Even a clay figure had three parts fire in it, let alone her. At her peak, she had been a dignified Eighth-Rank Source Ancestor. Even now, she possessed the cultivation of an Eleventh-Rank Source Emperor!
"You scoundrel, your aura is no more than that of a First-Rank Source Emperor, yet you dare block this seat?!"
It had to be said that Blood Charm Aunt was an extremely cautious person. Even though fury was raging within her at this moment, she still suppressed it and held back the urge to attack Li Zhōujūn, questioning him instead.
In Blood Charm Aunt's heart, birds of a feather flock together, and people gathered with their own kind.
She felt that since Li Zhōujūn could appear together with Meng Lai, he was most likely also a scion of some great power. For all