The Tenth Tier Demon Suanni's expression flickered uncertainly. Naturally, it had no need for the Nascent Soul Fruit, but it was about to give birth. Beneath the Nascent Soul Fruit tree grew a spiritual treasure that continuously absorbed spiritual energy through the Nascent Soul tree. Once the Nascent Soul Fruit was picked, the spiritual treasure would no longer absorb enough spiritual energy. With its severe injuries, not only might its delivery fail, but after draining its vital energy, it might even die from its wounds.
It absolutely could not continue indulging these human cultivators before it. It had already killed nearly ten of them earlier. These few fellows before it seemed somewhat stronger, but at worst, it would simply pay a little more of a price to kill them.
The suddenly chilling gaze of the Iron-Spined Demon Suanni made Xiang Sicheng and the others realize something was wrong. They each shifted their steps and formed a defensive circle, facing the Iron-Spined Demon Suanni needle for needle, awn for awn.
"Looks like you're determined to court death. Fine, then I'll pay a little more and kill you all."
The Iron-Spined Demon Suanni's body flashed, and its enormous frame leaped several hundred zhang, lunging at the group. Under normal circumstances, it could have suppressed these people with its demon power alone, but in its heavily wounded state, it needed to conserve as much demon power as possible.
"Bring out everything you have. Since we've turned back, don't even think about retreating as easily as before."
Xiang Sicheng's face was grave as he reached out and drew his ice-blue fan. He swung it forcefully several times in succession, and several frigid hurricanes filled with fine ice crystals appeared from thin air, whirling madly toward the Iron-Spined Demon Suanni. Wherever the hurricanes passed, the