"Slay a Golden Core? Fellow Daoist Busheng, what a mouth you have," the Low-Grade Golden Core laughed in anger. "Do you know who I am?"
"Stalling for time?" Ji Busheng raised the Heavenly Heart Ruler and smashed it down head-on. An incomparably fierce and unyielding aura descended from the heavens, carrying the unique Dao Intent and flavor of Heavenheart Platform.
At the same time, he shouted, "I don't care who you are!"
As his ruler came down, even Guyue could not help sending Xia Nishang a message. "This fellow does have some skill. He has deeply grasped Heavenheart Platform's cultivation arts. No wonder he is so arrogant."
Xia Nishang, however, was intently observing the battle in the air, her gaze seeming slightly unfocused.
The opposing Low-Grade Golden Core had also recognized his strength. Rather than taking the Heavenly Heart Ruler head-on, he dodged left and right as he circled in battle, his intention to stall for time abundantly clear.
After several consecutive misses, Ji Busheng was clearly growing irritated. When his opponent dodged again, he simply controlled the Heavenly Heart Ruler to turn slightly and viciously smashed it toward the Emergence from Dust Adepts of Ten Directions Platform who were watching the show.
When these adepts watched the battle, they had gathered together. First, it made it easier to form a defensive formation; second, it allowed them to support their sect's True Adept more conveniently.
Yet they had never imagined that a dignified Wutai Golden Core would actually dare attack Emergence from Dust cultivators who were merely watching the battle.
They hastily formed a formation, but its effectiveness was naturally poor. Three people were blasted back hard enough to cough up blood, and one even spat out fragments of internal organs. He would need a long period of recuperation after