The Misty Sword Embryo struck it and met with some resistance, pausing slightly. But in the next instant, the Misty Sword Embryo vanished.
A scream had already rung out from behind the shield. Lu Xiaotian focused his gaze and saw that a hole had appeared in it.
That small shield had actually been cleaved apart by the Misty Sword Embryo. Amid the screams, the shield fell to the ground as though it had lost its life force, revealing the scene behind it. A bloody hole had appeared in the black-clothed fat man's vital chest area. His head drooped, and a brownish-yellow Nascent Soul, several inches tall, fled from within in panic, rushing toward the teleportation array. It was so fast that it was not much slower than the Dark Nightmare Ghost King.
Lu Xiaotian gritted his teeth. In this godforsaken place, no matter how fast he was, he could never outrun the Misty Sword Embryo. Moreover, the sword embryo did not seem particularly hostile toward him.
Such an opportunity was hard to come by. He immediately took out a small bottle and collected the black-clothed fat man's blood. The essence blood of a Nascent Soul Cultivator, like the blood of demon beasts above the Tenth Tier, was highly effective for the Bat King's Dharma Wings.
Cheng Dexiang and the other six were scared out of their wits at the sight. Even Nascent Soul patriarchs would feel fear and dread under the threat of death. They turned and fled for their lives, all escaping back into the teleportation array.
These people had originally come hoping to profit from the situation, but they had never imagined that this hateful silver-haired cultivator would bring them to such a terrifying place. Even Nascent Soul Cultivators would certainly die if they entered without the teleportation