"Everyone, get back! This guy isn't Daoist Baihe anymore!"
Fang Mo suddenly pulled Mint behind him and drew a massive purple blade. "Damn Gun Devil, get out of Daoist Baihe's body right now!"
"...Huh?"
However, Mint looked rather confused when she saw this. "What... are you talking about?"
"This guy has already fallen victim to the Nine Heavens Refining Together Sect's leader."
Fang Mo gave a brief explanation. "See that metal tube sticking out of Daoist Baihe's forehead? That's a magic artifact refined from a spirit beast. They've completely fused together now..."
"What?"
Mint instinctively raised her head and looked.
The moment she did, astonishment immediately appeared on her cool, composed face.
At the entrance to the dark stone chamber, Daoist Baihe stood there. His once-pristine white Taoist robe was now stained with blood and covered in signs of wear.
Something seemed to stir in the darkness, making faint rustling sounds. Daoist Baihe merely stood there with his head lowered, completely unresponsive. His eyes could not be seen. All that protruded from his forehead was a cold silver gun barrel, a sight horrifying enough to make one's scalp tingle.
"This..."
Mint could not help but be moved by the sight.
She was a native of the cultivation universe and had no idea what the Gun Devil Fang Mo spoke of was, but the scene before her still filled her with anger.
"How outrageous."
Mint's little face had already turned icy. "The Nine Heavens Refining Together Sect's leader is actually this deranged. Not only does he refine living creatures into artifacts, he forcibly fuses magic artifacts with cultivators from his own sect..."
"This... what?!"
The cultivators from the two factions nearby also seemed shocked upon hearing this.
Before Mint could say anything else, they all gathered around and quickly noticed Daoist