A watery escape light was blocked by several hundred fierce ghosts belching black mist. They surrounded it, forcing the watery light to reveal its form: a beautiful woman with a deathly pale face.
"Hehehe..."
"Fairy, you should surrender without a fight. Watercloud Sect has already been destroyed. Where else can you run?"
Within the dense yin aura, a sinister young man stared greedily at the female cultivator's exquisite curves.
Watercloud Sect had been a major Golden Core sect, rumored to possess an even more ancient lineage. Had it not been exterminated by Demon Puppet Sect several decades ago, this Foundation Establishment female cultivator would have been a lofty fairy, someone he would not even have been qualified to meet.
Yet now, he could chase her as he pleased and drive her into a dead end.
Indeed, if he had not wanted to slowly wear down her spiritual power and divine sense, he could have killed her long ago.
"Black Soul Daoist, no better than vermin and wild dogs..."
The white-robed female cultivator merely gave a cold smile. Her hand pressed against her sword hilt as an old, neglected water-light formation spread around her. Together with her burning blood essence, it charged toward the enemy.
Jiang Ding watched quietly, with no intention of interfering.
Was a beautiful woman necessarily righteous?
When she had been born into a great sect, standing high above others and wantonly using her sect's power to suppress and plunder independent cultivators, driving countless independent cultivators to sell their sons and daughters, where had justice been then?
Independent cultivators had always been a chaotic, disorderly lot, often committing evil deeds, with mud and sand mixed together.
Yet this savage chaos sometimes displayed justice as well, because they had been forced into becoming this way. If they did