"Was... it me?"
Steel Sword Elder's Adam's apple bobbed violently as he forced out those words, his voice hoarse and trembling.
His face was as pale as paper. Cold sweat streamed down his forehead, and a bone-deep chill rose along his back, as though an icy venomous snake were slowly slithering up his spine.
Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that this Body Cultivator, seemingly only at the fourth layer of the Void Refinement Realm, possessed a trump card capable of killing a Third Layer of the Fusion Realm expert in a single strike!
One black Demon Talisman, one strand of pitch-black sword light, and a veteran Fusion Realm expert of the same cultivation level as him had died on the spot, utterly powerless to resist.
It was simply too terrifying.
What terrified him was not merely the horrifying power of that black Demon Talisman, but, more importantly, the resources backing this Body Cultivator-
Who exactly was he?
Why did someone with a mere Void Refinement Realm cultivation possess such a peerless weapon, powerful enough to threaten the life of a Third Layer of the Fusion Realm expert?
The more Steel Sword Elder thought about it, the more alarmed he became. This seemingly young Body Cultivator appeared shrouded in an unfathomable mist, leaving him unable to gauge his depths at all.
"Go!"
Steel Sword Elder could no longer spare a thought for pride or hatred and let out a sudden furious roar.
Layers of potent, razor-sharp sword light wreathed his body as he transformed into a dazzling azure sword streak. Like a thunderbolt, he shot over the heads of the Medicine Sect cultivators, moving too quickly to leave even an afterimage. In the blink of an eye, he vanished into the depths of the pitch-black tunnel.
At that