"Old bastard, don't move!"
The instant Qin He seized the Blood Raven Holy Son, he shielded himself behind him.
The Blood Raven Ancestor had already struck the moment it understood Qin He's intentions. A streak of blood-red light cleaved straight toward Qin He's back, but it was one step too late.
It hurriedly veered the attack aside. The blood-red light nearly grazed the Blood Raven Holy Son's scalp as it swept past, splitting several mountains behind them in half.
"Thief, release my Feng'er!" The Blood Raven Ancestor was suddenly wary of striking the rat for fear of breaking the vase, and a wave of regret surged into its heart.
At that moment, it felt as though the Star Tide Old Demon had led it into a pit.
This Green Ox Immortal was more than ten times harder to deal with than it had imagined. Even so utterly drained of strength, he could still maneuver beneath its very nose.
If the paranormal resurgence had not been imminent, the Blood Raven Ancestor would never have provoked such a formidable figure.
But the grudge had already been forged, so it could only walk down this dark road to the end.
Today, it had to capture and kill this thief.
"Cut the crap. I'm a little tired today and don't feel like listening to you yap. Make one move, and I can't guarantee your precious grandson won't lose a few parts." Qin He gave a cold laugh.
A supreme expert at the Half-step Beyond Shore Realm was truly terrifying.
Since Blue Ox had become an Immortal, this was the first time he had been forced into such a predicament.
If I'd known, I would've held back and not triggered the Heavenly Tribulation.
"Great-grandfather, save... me."
The Blood Raven Holy Son's plea for help was