"An old monster at the Nascent Soul stage! No, he's still at Golden Core..." the Long-Bearded Elder and his two companions cried out in utter horror.
The instant they felt the pressure of Xiao Yu's divine sense, they thought he was a Nascent Soul cultivator! They had felt this kind of pressure from their sect's patriarch before, and the two were remarkably alike.
But another scan of Xiao Yu's cultivation ruled that out. Although the spiritual pressure he exuded was several times stronger than that of other late Golden Core cultivators, it had not reached the Nascent Soul stage.
Even so, they could not muster the slightest thought of resistance. Those two points alone told them that, although this man was only at the Core Formation stage, his strength was beyond anything they could imagine. The three exchanged a quick glance, then fled in separate directions without hesitation.
As soon as Xiao Yu finished speaking, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes, and he slapped a Spirit Beast Bag at his waist. Violet light flashed, and a purplish-red giant spider twenty feet across appeared in midair. Its two long fangs and icy gaze made it a chilling sight.
The moment the giant spider appeared, its eight legs moved slightly, and its entire body became a streak of purplish-red light that shot toward the Long-Bearded Elder.
At the same time, Xiao Yu opened his mouth slightly, and two small golden swords that looked as though they were forged from pure gold flew out.
The small swords swelled in the wind to over ten feet long. Then, with a flash of golden light, each split into two identical golden swords. The six flying swords, some real and some illusory, blazed with golden radiance as they streaked like meteors toward the young man