In the blink between words, just as the Netherdark Ghost Ape pounced, Lu Xiaotian made no flashy move. He simply extended his left hand, and what seemed to be a tiger claw radiating fierce Baleful Intent slashed through the air. The Netherdark Ghost Ape had already been flying toward him, and at such close range, it had no time to react. The tiger claw clamped directly around its throat.
Granny Ape's expression changed. She had never expected such a sudden turn of events. Her hand plucked at the withered-staff pipa like a phantom, sending countless Mystic Ice Needles raining toward Lu Xiaotian like a violent storm. The Netherdark Ghost Ape's eyes bulged as it tried to pry open the hand gripping its throat.
Lu Xiaotian's expression turned cold, and a trace of strange color flashed through his eyes. The Netherdark Ghost Ape, caught in his grasp, suddenly seemed to lighten and transformed into a wisp of black smoke. It actually crawled along the tiger claw toward Lu Xiaotian's arm. Lu Xiaotian's arm trembled, and the force of his blood-qi surged forth.
"I knew your methods were no ordinary ones, brat. But while fighting High Person Ziqing, you still dared to let my Mystic Ice Ghost Baleful Intent approach you. I truly can't tell whether you're bold or simply arrogant." Granny Ape let out a cackling laugh. "Now, savor the taste of a Ghost Baleful Intent entering your body."
Lu Xiaotian's mouth twisted strangely. Ghost Baleful Intent was nothing—he had even endured the sinister aura of genuine Ghost Kings, and had slain more than a few experts in the Ghost King realm. Granny Ape was an ice-element cultivator who had also learned some unorthodox ghost-path techniques, fusing them with her ice-element cultivation into one whole. Their power was indeed extraordinary. Unfortunately,