"Hm?" Just as the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord was about to succeed, he let out a surprised sound. He had sensed the auras of more human cultivators rapidly approaching. But he paid them little mind. They were merely Nascent Soul juniors; even if they came, they would only be throwing their lives away.
But soon, the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord couldn't help feeling even more bewildered. Among the humans rushing over, the silver-haired cultivator had suddenly vanished into thin air. The Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord was greatly astonished. Even a Spirit Transformation cultivator couldn't play tricks right under his nose, let alone a Nascent Soul junior.
Yet something so clearly beyond the bounds of reason had happened all the same.
Soon, when the vanished silver-haired cultivator appeared again, he was already much closer—the distance between them had suddenly shrunk to little more than a thousand zhang.
"Teleportation!" The Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord's eyes snapped wide, astonishingly cold light flashing in those deep, shadowy pupils! Before he could react further, the silver-haired human cultivator vanished and appeared again, calmly drawing the Wood Spirit Seal and the Thunder Seal into his hands.
"I never would have thought it. Truly, I never would have thought it. Even that little Huaqin fellow wouldn't dare act insolently in front of me, yet a mere Nascent Soul junior actually dares snatch food from a tiger's mouth. I have to admire your courage!"
Lu Xiaotian had gotten to the Wood Spirit Seal and Thunder Seal first, but the Purple Crocodile Ghost Lord wasn't angry. Instead, an indescribable joy showed on his face. The Wood Spirit Seal and Thunder Seal were of little use to him. He had come to seize them only because he feared the methods Qinling Great Emperor had left behind. Breaking the formation of