Within two or three breaths, a streak of blood-red light appeared at the battlefield as if teleporting.
It was a second-level Nascent Soul Realm disciple of the Blood Demon Sect.
Immediately after, several more streaks of blood-red light arrived in the same manner.
At this sight, Lin Mengxuan's face turned ashen.
More than ten Nascent Soul Realm Blood Demon Sect disciples had surrounded the two of them, mere Golden Core cultivators. Where was their hope of survival?
"Junior Brother Chen, I've wronged you."
Lin Mengxuan was filled with regret.
Seeing so many Blood Demon Sect disciples suddenly appear, Chen Changming's brows knitted slightly.
Why were these Nascent Soul Realm Blood Demon Sect disciples hiding in the Azure Rock Mountain Range as well?
"So they're two inner disciples of the Beast Taming Immortal Sect..."
A Nascent Soul Realm youth crossed his arms and said lazily, "Without any core disciples, killing them is utterly dull."
"Indeed. We needn't make a move."
Another Nascent Soul Realm youth smiled faintly.
Just then, streak after streak of blood-red light descended, transforming into Golden Core Realm disciples of the Blood Demon Sect.
"We're completely finished. We fell into a trap..."
As he watched another dozen or so Golden Core Realm Blood Demon Sect disciples arrive, overwhelming despair rose in Lin Mengxuan's heart. He turned to Chen Changming and sighed. "Junior Brother Chen, I've truly wronged you. If there is a next life, I, Lin Mengxuan, am willing to serve you like an ox or a horse to repay you."
"Senior Brother Lin, you're making too much of it."
Chen Changming replied calmly.
Though this avatar of his was no match for this group, with his foundation, dealing with these petty Nascent Soul Realm cultivators would be as easy as turning over his hand.
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