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"Blood Bone Sword Jin Zhan!!" a voice among the rogue cultivators cried out at the sight of the approaching cultivator.
"Blood Bone Sword Jin Zhan!" Upon hearing his name, the other cultivators' expressions changed drastically, and a flurry of discussion broke out.
"He... he's Jin Zhan!"
"Isn't he a late Condensed Core cultivator? What's he doing here?"
"What do we do now?"
"If we fall into his hands, we'd be better off killing ourselves!"
"...!"
"Hey, hey, we don't have time to wait for you to finish discussing this!" Jin Zhan seemed to relish their fear as he spoke with a smile. Then his figure flashed, and the Bone Sword in his hand released pitch-black mist mingled with blood-red vapor as he shot toward the group of rogue cultivators.
"Wait! Senior Jin! I'm willing to join you!" a cultivator suddenly shouted in terror. The instant his words fell, a figure darted out and raced toward Jin Zhan and the others.
Smack! Jin Zhan laid his Bone Sword across the cultivator's shoulder. The man's face turned ashen, and he trembled all over as he stammered, "S-S-Senior... J-J-Jin... spare... spare... spare my life!"
"Heh heh! A wise bird chooses its tree before it roosts. Off to the side with you!" Jin Zhan cackled strangely, tapped the man's shoulder with the Bone Sword, then withdrew it with a smile. He turned to the other rogue cultivators. "What about you?"
"Th-th-thank you, Senior!" The cultivator seemed utterly terrified. He dropped to his knees, panting heavily as he thanked him.
"Tch, what a spineless wretch!" Ma Weiqi's teeth