The False Core Old Devil needed no thought to know how much trouble that rising Signal Talisman would bring him.
If the Immortal City reacted swiftly, even without sending False Core or True Core cultivators, enough Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivators could surround him and wear him down to death.
Enough ants could bite an elephant to death. Exaggerated though the saying was, it held some truth.
With the gap between Foundation Establishment Late Stage and False Core, such a thing was possible. But if those who came were at Foundation Establishment Early or Middle Stage,
no number of them would help. He could slaughter them until his hands grew numb, stopping only when his strength ran dry.
Thus, he had to withdraw. But before that, he had to teach the green-robed woman who had ruined his plans a lesson.
The False Core Old Devil's heart was steeped in gloom.
Though he had been exposed this time, if he could kill all these powerful law enforcement cultivators with their abundant vitality and blood,
and use them to nourish his [Nine Ghost Soul-Reaping Nail], it might advance into a Treasure Artifact in one stroke, shedding its embryonic state!
This was a case of "who knew whether misfortune might prove a blessing," and the best solution the False Core Old Devil had swiftly found in his predicament.
His intellect, experience, and decisiveness were truly exceptional!
But his plans had been ruined. Only the woman's head could quench the fire in his heart!
His lifeless, whitish eyes fixed on Bai Hengwan as she flew toward him, like the gaze of a lingering soul in a desolate tomb, with a faint trace of bloodlust.
"Let my Treasure Artifact taste your soul and flesh!"
Then his withered right hand abruptly reached out and clawed viciously