Lu Xiaotian watched the two Qumao cats coldly. A small pearl appeared in his hand, seemingly surging with boundless lightning power. Even the more than twenty cultivators some distance away felt their hearts tremble with fear. The two Qumao cats were stronger and much closer, so naturally they sensed it more clearly. They had already suffered from lightning before, and the lightning pearl before them looked even more formidable, making them feel their lives were threatened. The two Qumao cats were so frightened that they turned and fled, hiding beneath the Ningjin Fruit Tree.
Lu Xiaotian hurriedly put the lightning pearl away. He had only one pearl left that could unleash an attack equivalent to that of a Golden Core cultivator—how could he bear to use it so casually? He had never expected it to frighten the Qumao cats so effectively. If he had known, he would not have gone to such lengths.
The Azure Wind Sail suddenly shot more than a hundred zhang away and vanished from sight. Only after Lu Xiaotian had completely left did everyone finally breathe a little easier. The god of slaughter had finally gone. Although the three of them had taken most of the Ningjin Fruits, there were at least two left behind, weren't there? As for the Qumao cats, they were indeed formidable, but there would always be a way to deal with them. Yet against that black-faced cultivator, those two puppets had not even moved. Relying on one man and one saber alone, he had already beaten the courage out of them, and he even had a powerful lightning cultivator helping him.
Their courage had been utterly shattered. No matter what, they did not dare seek trouble with that man again. They might as well think of a way to deal with