After the two magic beasts tore the male cultivator apart and swallowed him, they resumed their pursuit of the remaining man and woman.
The female cultivator intended to repeat her old trick, but the man leading the way was no easy mark.
Just as her ribbon was about to coil around the man ahead, a flash appeared in his palm, and a talisman suddenly materialized. It shattered, scattering flecks of fluorescent light.
The ribbon, which had been on the verge of wrapping around him, abruptly changed direction.
In the end, it wrapped around the female cultivator herself.
She froze on the spot. She had never imagined that her Dao Companion could truly be this vicious. Watching his figure retreat farther and farther away, she burst into laughter. So her wonderful Dao Companion had been guarding against her all along.
She blamed neither heaven nor earth, nor even him. If anyone deserved the blame, it was herself, for having been blind her entire life.
She had gambled and would accept her loss. It had long been destined that only one of them could survive. He had turned her own move against her; she could hardly call it unjust!
Only after the female cultivator died did the man truly panic. He had never expected that, even after sacrificing two companions and fleeing for so long, he would not encounter a single other Dao Cultivator.
He gritted his teeth and felt his Storage Bag. If all else failed, he still had something that could save his life...
But there was still a long road ahead, and he did not know whether he could hold out until he reached the exit.
The depletion of spiritual qi within his body left him unexpectedly rattled. He took out a pill and tossed it into his mouth.