Before Chu Hongyue and Yu Wan'er could react, the restless Golden Cores in their dantians were directly suppressed by a sudden warm, gentle force. As the power circulated, it also suppressed the severe injuries within them.
Though startled inwardly, the two reacted swiftly.
Without time to think, they instinctively formed sword seals and drove their respective flying swords straight toward the incoming saber light.
However, their attacks had been launched in haste, and both were injured.
The two flying swords tore through the air, yet compared to the fierce saber light filling the sky, they possessed not the slightest bit of imposing momentum.
"Oh? Have you given up on self-detonation?"
"That makes sense. Even ants cling to life. Life is so precious—looks like the two of you have come to your senses!"
The Hunchbacked Cultivator raised his brows, paying no attention whatsoever to the flying swords the two had launched.
Over his many years of cultivation, he had ruined countless Cauldrons.
Those truly determined to die without hesitation had always been few.
Most women merely resisted symbolically. Once they got into bed, they cried out louder than anyone else.
In his eyes, the two women, who had just worn resolute expressions and decisively activated their Golden Cores to self-detonate, were merely afraid of death now, putting up a token resistance.
Women like them were no different from the ones he had encountered before, aside from being somewhat prettier.
Staring fixedly at the two, the Hunchbacked Cultivator had already begun considering how to claim them for his own cave abode from the hands of his other companions.
As the Hunchbacked Cultivator pondered in secret, the two sword lights collided with the foremost saber lights.
The seemingly fierce and powerful saber lights scattered the instant they encountered the flying swords.
"Hm? How