Those Origin Core Stage Cultivators, though they were the cream of Spirit Island, how could they withstand Yan Chihuo's Refining Sword into Silk? In an instant, every one of those Origin Core Stage Cultivators was slain.
The surnamed Huang cultivator was shocked and furious. These Origin Core Stage cultivators were all elites nurtured by Spirit Island, yet now they had all perished at Yan Chihuo's hands. When the two of them returned, they would have a hard time accounting for it.
The black-robed cultivator with long hair draped over his shoulders felt a chill in his heart. He means to wipe us out in one sweep—not leave a single one alive. He truly had not expected that Yan Chihuo, alone, would dare to try to kill every last one of them.
In truth, Yan Chihuo could not have accomplished this in a head-on battle with his strength. But with the Innate Seventy-Two Transformations, launching a surprise attack was no difficult matter. Yan Chihuo also knew that if it had not been an ambush, and those Origin Core Stage Cultivators had coordinated at full strength to fight alongside the two Dao Integration Stage Cultivators, they would have caused him considerable trouble.
The black-robed cultivator transformed into a Suanni once more, while saying to the surnamed Huang cultivator, "Face him seriously."
The surnamed Huang cultivator immediately came to his senses and prepared himself alongside his spirit pet, the Mystic Tortoise. Yan Chihuo watched them, but did not make the first move.
The long-haired black-robed cultivator sent a voice transmission to the surnamed Huang cultivator. "This time, we must fight him to the death. Otherwise, when he comes again next time, who knows what he will transform into? The two of us, plus your Mystic Tortoise—if any one of us dies, the remaining