"Hmm? You want to leave now... don't you think it's too late?"
Cold light burst from his eyes as he stared fixedly at the Hunchbacked Cultivator, his resolve to kill laid bare!
After cultivating for many years, Su Shi'er had always kept a low profile, but he had never been soft-hearted.
No matter why these three had come after him under the guise of "Han Yu," since they had made their move, there was no way he would let them leave safely.
Not to mention, they were Nascent Soul cultivators from the Demon Shadow Palace.
They were likely either the Six Ghosts of the Demon Shadow Palace or the Three Evils. Finding a way to kill such cultivators had long been part of Su Shi'er's plans.
"Damn it! You bastard, you're courting death!"
At this moment, the Hunchbacked Cultivator's attention was wholly fixed on the mysterious Granny Yun inside Little Stone Village.
As for Su Shi'er, who was severely injured and whose cultivation level was far inferior to his own, he had never taken him seriously from beginning to end.
Seeing that Granny Yun made no further move after taking in the Nascent Soul of his white-haired elder companion—
—and that Su Shi'er, whom he had not considered worth his notice, actually dared pursue him with sword in hand—
The Hunchbacked Cultivator's face darkened, and fury surged into his chest. His soaring figure did not pause in the slightest.
His mighty True Yuan drove his sword technique, and with a backhand slash, he swept a blaze of light toward Su Shi'er.
Facing the Hunchbacked Cultivator's awe-inspiring strike, Su Shi'er's lips curled slightly, calculation glinting in his eyes.
Without making a move himself, he pushed the statue Granny Yun wanted before him once more.
"Fellow Daoist Han! You... have gone too