He was dead!
Li Su let out a breath, his tensed body finally relaxing.
It hadn't been easy. Neither of them could use Dharma power, yet the other man had still been so tough, especially that body of his—hard as could be.
The current era was dominated by Dharma cultivators, yet this man had tempered his fleshly body to such a degree. It was truly unimaginable.
This guy was obviously a shady bastard. He had probably tricked plenty of people to death this way. It was only because he had run into a physical freak like Li Su that he lost; otherwise, among Golden Core cultivators, almost no one could have defeated this old sixth in such an environment.
Very quickly, Li Su's eyes lit up again. A being like this was bound to have quite a few good things on him.
"What a surprise. I never expected an archaic hatchling to come this time?"
?
That earlier voice rang out again, its tone filled with astonishment.
Li Su's face darkened at those words. He felt that whoever was speaking had no manners at all—outrageously rude. Who was he calling a hatchling?
"What a pity. You appeared too late."
"If this were the ancient era, you would surely have been sent to the cultivation gardens. There, you would have endless dragon liver and phoenix marrow to eat, and receive personal guidance from numerous great powers."
"Of course, in your case, you should first go to the Womb Rebirth Palace and be nurtured for a while longer. After all, you are congenitally deficient. One look tells me you were premature—your bodily patterns are far too dim. You would need to experience gestation in a mother's womb once more, so the little sprout could develop again."
"Even if it were the medieval