With his hands free, killing intent glinted in Lu Xiaotian's eyes. The old man with triangular eyes before him wasn't particularly powerful among Golden Core Late Stage cultivators, yet he'd still dared to come looking for an easy score. Lu Xiaotian drew the bowstring again and fired two arrows in succession. Each streaked after its target like a shooting star, incredibly fast.
Seeing the Tuo Luo demon butterflies he had raised for years die a miserable death had already drained the old man with triangular eyes of any will to fight. But the silver-haired cultivator's attacks were simply too fierce. Several fire flood dragons roared toward him in succession, moving at astonishing speed. If he fled in blind panic now, he would only die faster. If he wanted to escape, he first had to withstand this brutal wave of attacks.
Each arrow's might made the old man with triangular eyes' heart pound with fear, yet the silver-haired cultivator opposite him seemed tireless. By rights, unleashing such powerful attacks in quick succession should have consumed a great deal of mana.
He had no time to worry about that. The old man with triangular eyes opened his mouth and spat out a blood-red drum. A gigantic blood wolf was emblazoned on its surface, jaws open in a roar, as if ready to devour anyone in its path.
Behind the blood-red drum was a drumstick as tall as a man. Countless blood-colored runes danced across the drum's surface. It was yet another top-grade talisman spirit artifact, its aura hardly weaker than the Fire Flood Dragon Bow's.
Lu Xiaotian's heart gave a jolt. As expected, no one who came to a place like this was easy to deal with.
The old man with triangular eyes controlled his core essence artifact to keep the Earthsplitter