The short Daoist was dead, his corpse lying sprawled atop the walls of Ci Prefecture City, crimson blood dripping drop by drop from the neat wound across his neck.
Dark clouds swirled around Situ Tu. He and the other two Reverted Elixir cultivators watched from afar, and for the moment, none of them dared step forward.
That had been a Reverted Elixir expert, yet he had lasted only a few moments against Su Che.
Even with three Reverted Elixir cultivators here now, they did not dare clash head-on with Su Che.
The main reason was that Daoist Plague Huang had fallen far too quickly, leaving their courage utterly drained.
"Ghost Marshal Situ, since you have come, why not step forward and have a match?"
Su Che gave a low chuckle.
Though his voice was quiet, it rang in Situ Tu's ears and stirred the fighting spirit in this hero among ghosts.
That was right.
Last time in the Yin-Yang Realm, I lost to you by a notch.
But only by a little.
At that time, I had been preparing to betray the Yin-Yang Realm, with a heartful of plans and ambitions still waiting to be fulfilled.
Today, I have forged the body of a Heavenly Ghost Tyrant Soul. I possess the Destiny Pattern of a tyrant among men; there is no longer any difference between you and me. Today, I will settle who stands higher and who lower.
Ghostfire flickered in and out of sight within Situ Tu's pair of double pupils. The aura around him surged in wave after wave as he prepared to truly contend with Su Che.
But was this really the right time?
Situ Tu swept his gaze around. Yue Luan and Jin Li were both Reverted Elixir Rogue Cultivators and elders of the Great River