Whoosh!
Petals drifted down, scattering freely.
The Orthodox Cultivators' hearts burned hot because-the seemingly invincible enemy had been killed by Wang Quan in just a few breaths.
The New-Method Cultivators' hearts felt chilled because-their powerful fighter had died.
Moreover, she seemed to have died very easily.
One of their own dying was not frightening. What was frightening was-they had always thought the maiden Chen Xi would not die.
They had thought the maiden Chen Xi would keep fighting, until she beat all the vitality, energy, and spirit out of the Old Cultivation Method Cultivators.
What was even more frightening was:
They worried that if Wang Quan could kill the first, he could kill the second.
Whoosh!
The New Method big shots looked at the boxes in their hands and suddenly smiled. "Everyone, the master said that whenever we encounter trouble, we only need to use the boxes."
"Now we've encountered trouble again, so we must use the boxes."
"The first living being we released could already kill seven or eight Old Cultivation Method bumpkins. The living beings after her are bound to be even stronger."
With just a few words, these New Method big shots were brimming with confidence again.
They dragged over a New Method cannon fodder, slaughtered him as a sacrifice, and opened a black box.
Just then, Wang Quan returned to the Twelfth Pass.
The many Legend Cultivators all turned to look at him, their faces full of admiration.
Ignoring the pulsing Dao Seals, Wang Quan told the many Legend Cultivators, "I've recognized these fellows' origins-they're much like the powerhouses of an old era I encountered in a historical fragment."
"I studied their methods in that historical fragment."
"I know their fundamental weaknesses."
"When you fight in a moment, I'll transmit instructions to you. As long as