"I, Jiang Hong, will definitely kill you!!!"
The moment Hu Li heard Jiang Hong's roar, he had already made up his mind.
If he did not run now, then when would he?
For even Jiang Hong, the son of a Nascent Soul cultivator, to let out such a hate-filled roar, what did that mean?
It meant that bastard Jiang Hong had suffered a crushing loss.
Qiu Qianhai had been brought in by him. No matter how things turned out, once this was over, he would most likely be dead meat.
With Jiang Hong's petty, vengeful temperament, there was no way he would spare him.
So... run!
With a thought, he retreated into his Thirty-Six Dense-Smoke Formation.
Seeing this, the Wei Family female cultivator fighting him hesitated and did not dare advance.
Once she entered the Formation, without any method to break it, her life and death would truly be left to fate rather than herself.
Hu Li had anticipated that she would not dare enter. The instant he returned to the Formation, he took two items from his Storage Bag.
In his left hand was a Talisman Treasure.
If Ji Yuan had been here, he would certainly have recognized it. It was the Talisman Treasure Ji Yuan possessed in greatest number—the Heaven-Escaping Shuttle.
Hu Li clearly knew that the Heaven-Escaping Shuttle could not be used here, so he drew out a small knife with his right hand.
The silver knife was only palm-length overall. Its blade was scarcely an inch long, with the rest being all handle.
Holding the silver knife in his right hand, Hu Li infused it with a trace of spiritual energy and began carving Formation patterns through the air. As more and more patterns took shape, the previously unusable Talisman Treasure: Heaven-Escaping Shuttle gradually began to