Atop the Altar, Scarface received a response and quickly locked onto the figure of Chu Huai Xu, dressed in a Black and gold robe.
The first four words that came to mind were: He really is handsome.
"And he's actually the Xuanhuang Champion?" His heart began to swell with uncontrollable delight.
It seems that today, not only will I reap a huge harvest and escape this lowly body, I'll also accomplish a great feat, he thought.
The giant sword in Scarface's hand suddenly began to emit a fierce Killing Aura.
The vital blood essence within his body began to burn rapidly.
"Not good!" Mo Qingmei cried inwardly.
There was actually such a deadly Evil Cultivator technique!
Most Evil Cultivators were bloodthirsty and insane, but deep down, they still cherished their lives.
Besides, in Dao Sect territory, any Evil Cultivator who did not value his life had long since been slaughtered by that Dao Sect Junior Uncle. They were practically extinct!
What puzzled Mo Qingmei even more was that, at this moment, her opponent had chosen to burn his life and Spirit Fetus power as the price for a tremendous surge in strength, yet he did not intend to break free and flee, drag his crippled body along, and eke out a few more years before seeking another solution. Instead, he had chosen to kill her?
Even stranger was the peculiar nature of his technique.
"What kind of Evil Cultivator technique is this? How can it possess such power?"
More importantly, there was that suppression on the level of Spiritual Sense!
The instant she raised her Spirit Sword to block, her opponent's giant sword clashed against her blade. Her Sea of Consciousness shook violently, and endless pain stabbed through it!
Evil Cultivators pursued rapid advancement.
Not only was the Spiritual Power