"Vile beast! How dare you!" A cultivator's furious shout suddenly rang out from one side. A male cultivator leaped out of a tall tree, sending seven or eight streaks of golden light shooting viciously toward the black shadow.
"Roar!" A black shadow suddenly shot out from the enormous dark shape with a furious roar, charging straight at the golden light.
"Tch! Dodge, quickly!" A woman's sharp cry suddenly came from the distance. Li Yuer had appeared a dozen or so yards to the right, though no one knew when, and shouted urgently.
"Hm?" The male cultivator froze at her warning. A glittering golden Protective Barrier instantly enveloped him, and he flashed aside to dodge.
"Roar!!" Needless to say, the roar came from the Black Qilin. It twisted in midair and continued hurtling toward the cultivator without slowing.
"This is bad!" Li Yuer was horrified. Her fingers rapidly formed seals, and she jabbed them several times toward the Black Qilin in the air, sending streaks of silver light shooting out.
But how could she possibly make it in time?
"Roar, roar!!" The Black Qilin roared repeatedly, then spat a mouthful of black flame viciously at the cultivator.
"!!!" The Hehuan Cult cultivator's expression changed drastically. He hastily formed seals, and his figure split apart, several identical images of him appearing in the air.
"Could that be the legendary Clone Technique?" Jin Zhan cried inwardly from afar.
"No! That's only an illusion!" Something stirred in Sun Xing's mind, and he hurriedly spoke up.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!" The black flame swept up every image of the cultivator in the air at once.
"Poof, poof, poof, poof...!" The images burned under the black flame, bursting apart with soft popping sounds and puffs of white smoke. Yet the cultivator's real body was nowhere among them.