"It seemed you still hadn't recognized your current predicament." Lu Xiaotian exerted a little force with his left hand, and the silver soul-seizing nails in his grasp squeezed against each other, letting out a mournful whine.
Pfft! Her Golden Core magic artifact had been damaged, and the woman surnamed Jiang spat out a mouthful of blood, her face pale.
"Young master, wait!" Luo Ping'er hurriedly called out. This dark-faced young man's strength was simply too terrifying. In a single exchange just now, he had suppressed both her and Jiang Yitong. Not only had he seized Jiang Yitong's magic artifact barehanded, even her own Frost Crystal Sword had been no match for him. How could an ordinary Golden Core Late Stage cultivator compare to him?
Luo Ping'er had seen quite a few Golden Core Late Stage powerhouses, including even the Lord of Bliss Island, yet none had been as frightening as this dark-faced young man before her. If they truly tore off all pretense and came to blows, although she still had some means at her disposal, she would most likely still be no match for him.
After years of careful management, Vulture House's power was no longer what it had once been, and Luo Ping'er had cultivated several Golden Core cultivators. Yet even she was no match for him; calling over her other Golden Core subordinates would be of no help. This dark-faced young man was not someone a few extra people could handle. Only cultivators equal or not far inferior to him joining forces to besiege him might stand a chance.
Luo Ping'er's face turned bitter as she said, "Since you know of our Vulture House, young master, you should know that Vulture House specializes in gathering intelligence. I had only just received news of the Azure Script Iron