"Hold him off!"
Seeing this, Blood Sucking Old Demon knew he had no choice but to fight for his life. He immediately spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the Blood Skeleton, causing it to blaze with red light as it moved to shield him.
"Crack!"
A massive bolt of lightning seemed to pierce the heavens and earth!
Blood Sucking Old Demon was swallowed by a curtain of light. Even the Blood Skeleton's dazzling red glow vanished in an instant beneath the lightning.
When the lightning faded, nothing remained where Blood Sucking Old Demon had stood—not even a trace of the Blood Skeleton.
Blood Sucking Old Demon, who had thrown his weight around the cultivation world for centuries, had been killed in a single move by a junior disciple of the Qingyun Sect. The lightning had blasted him to pieces, leaving not even a scrap behind!
"Gulp..."
Looking up at Hao Shuai, who stood proudly in midair, Old Ancestor Feng Yue swallowed with difficulty.
As a rogue cultivator who had spent years among both the righteous and demonic factions, and whose strength was comparable to that of a Qingyun Sect elder, Old Ancestor Feng Yue had certainly seen plenty.
He had seen many cultivation prodigies, but never a young junior disciple who could kill Blood Sucking Old Demon in a single move, despite the latter being nearly as strong as he was.
At that moment, Old Ancestor Feng Yue was scared. He lost his nerve!
Fortunately, he quickly collected himself. He knew that the "Divine Sword Thunder Control True Spell," the Qingyun Sect's supreme sword art, consumed a great deal of magical power.
Even if the man before him was a prodigy, surely he couldn't have accumulated more magical power than a bunch of old fogeys like them!
That was