Thoughts raced through Cui Shaolin's mind. Under the deductions of the heavenly secret art, though he saw only scattered fragments of images.
Yet he was a clever man. After a brief consideration, he linked everything together and swiftly formed a plan.
As an unfamiliar yet strangely familiar figure flashed through his mind, Cui Shaolin's expression darkened, and the blazing killing intent in his eyes surged like an erupting volcano, thicker than ever before.
"Loose Immortal Wang Su! To think that I, a dignified Spirit Severing stage existence, was played in the palm of the hand by an Out-of-Body cultivator and a First Tribulation Loose Immortal comparable to the Out-of-Body stage."
"What a pity... you two little brats were still one move short in the end."
"Since I have uncovered it, then next... hm? This aura..."
Cui Shaolin gripped the Fly Whisk in his hand tightly, gritting his teeth as he muttered.
At that moment, he wished he could tear Su Shi'er's Immortal Body into ten thousand pieces. ??
But the blazing killing intent did not cloud his mind.
Since he knew that Loose Immortal Wang Su was the one pulling strings behind the scenes, with his cultivation realm, he believed that reclaiming the Heaven and Earth Furnace would be no difficult task.
Cui Shaolin was brimming with confidence, but before he could act, his expression suddenly changed.
Without warning, a violent aura brimming with destruction came speeding from the depths of the quicksand.
Bolts of lightning raced forth. Wherever they passed, even the quicksand with its immense devouring power seemed to have encountered its natural nemesis and swiftly retreated.
"This is... tribulation lightning? How is that possible?"
Staring in shock at the lightning shooting up from below, Cui Shaolin's pupils abruptly contracted. A chill ran down his back, and he