"You dare..."
Nangong Ruoshui's furious voice rang out.
In her sight, the Demon Cultivator wore a crazed, arrogant grin as he strode forward and viciously stomped on the two people who had collapsed to the ground under the unbearable pressure.
"Bang! Bang!"
With two dull thuds, the Demon Cultivator crushed their heads beneath his feet, one stomp each.
Dark red blood gushed from their severed necks.
Before they could even cry out, their Physical Bodies were destroyed on the spot.
Immediately afterward, two streaks of light flashed as their Primordial Spirits and nascent souls burst from their bodies.
The moment they emerged, the tiny nascent soul figures fled desperately into the distance, their faces full of terror.
But before they could get far, the Demon Cultivator waved his hand. Surging blood energy rolled forth and swept their nascent souls into his sleeve.
Having done all that, the Demon Cultivator's provocative gaze fell upon Nangong Ruoshui.
"Your daddy wants to kill someone. Do you think you can stop me?"
Rage surged within Nangong Ruoshui, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.
Her pearly teeth clenched tightly as she glared furiously at the Demon Cultivator before her.
True essence churned within her. Disregarding her own injuries, she immediately drove her Cultivation Body once more, preparing to unleash another powerful spell.
The Demon Cultivator before her was immensely powerful, and his attacks were vicious and swift.
During their first exchange, his fierce wind had seemed to target the two people on the ground, but he had actually been secretly gathering strength and locking onto her.
Desperate to save them, she had naturally fallen into his trap.
Otherwise, even if she could not defeat him, she would not have been injured so severely.
When experts crossed blows, one wrong step often led to wrong steps