Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Five Magic Treasures revolved above Wang Quan's head.
The Golden Core Cultivators had only seen the [Light-Splitting Mirror] in action, never the abilities of his other Magic Treasures.
Now, facing these Magic Treasures, they worried inwardly:
There are five or six of us, and he has five first-tier Magic Treasures.
If we fight, even though he's just a lowly Foundation Establishment cultivator, he still has the advantage.
Unless we have Magic Treasures too.
But all the Magic Treasures we've forged over the years have gone to the prodigies of the ten great sects.
What a pity. If we could have kept two or three Magic Treasures, then with our own cultivation, we could absolutely kill him.
Damn those greedy prodigies above us.
If they weren't so greedy, if they'd left us three or five Magic Treasures, how could our [Western Extremity] Lineage have fallen this far?
At that thought, sorrow welled up within them.
Whoosh!
Five Magic Treasures revolved above Wang Quan's head.
With every revolution, they unleashed five terrifying waves of pressure.
Any cultivator below the Purple Mansion level who came here would surely be pinned motionless by that pressure; even their thoughts would freeze.
Even if a Magic Treasure killed them, they would feel nothing.
But those present were Golden Core Cultivators.
Although these Golden Core Cultivators had no Dao Seals, they were still Orthodox Cultivators with formidable foundations.
They withstood the might of the five Magic Treasures and stared fixedly at Wang Quan. "What exactly do you want?"
Wang Quan smiled. Instead of answering their question, he said, "I'll stay with my Senior Sister Round Face's Lineage for ten days."
"For those ten days, I'll wait for you to slaughter her entire household!"
"If you don't slaughter her entire household, I'll go wait at