Yan had clearly decided to part ways, yet her feet still carried her after Su Qingqing, moving ever onward. It was as though the woman ahead possessed a powerful magic that drew her in.
She simply could not make her feet turn in another direction.
The demonic beast caught up with them in the end.
But just as it was about to pierce their bodies, a tall figure suddenly descended from the sky.
Yes, it was none other than Yao Yan, who had originally been hiding nearby, watching the spectacle.
He had not intended to bother with these two female cultivators. But the moment he saw the demonic beast's form, he could no longer contain his fury. Even his perpetually irreverent face took on a measure of murderous intent and ruthlessness.
Su Qingqing and Yan saw a streak of light slash through the air, instantly cutting the two slender tubes mere inches from them in half.
The severed portion that fell before them immediately went limp. It seemed to retain some sensation, wriggling twice on the ground before finally going still.
At the same time, the demonic beast felt the pain of its severed tubes. It stopped attacking the two women and charged madly toward Yao Yan instead. The remaining halves of the tubes withdrew into its gaping, blood-red maw, turning utterly limp, while white foam bubbled from the severed ends.
To Yan and Su Qingqing, the sight was truly rather nauseating.
Although the white foam was disgusting, it vanished fairly quickly. In barely a dozen breaths, it had completely dissipated, and new slender tubes had grown from the severed ends.
Hovering in midair, Yao Yan watched the scene. The emotion in his eyes deepened, and even their rims took on a faint redness.
Su Qingqing did not know who