Seeing that it was almost time for "one," an older cultivator's expression changed slightly. He opened his mouth and cried, "This junior is unworthy; I came to the Yaotai Gathering in search of treasures, not to ambush and kill Daoist sect cultivators. Whether this Xiao Hua is a Daoist sect cultivator or not has nothing to do with this junior..."
As he spoke, the cultivator hurriedly flew several zhang away, trying to break out of the encirclement.
"Damn it!!!" True Lord Huode roared. "Xiong Yi, how dare you ruin this old man's face?"
As he spoke, True Lord Huode waved his hand. A fire shuttle several inches long appeared in midair, transforming into a streak of light that stabbed toward the cultivator. Before the fire shuttle even arrived, its towering ferocity had already blanketed the area dozens of zhang around Xiong Yi.
Cultivator Xiong Yi was frightened out of his wits. He was merely at the early Nascent Soul stage; how could he withstand the wrath of a late Nascent Soul cultivator like True Lord Huode? He had truly never expected True Lord Huode to be so shameless as to kill him before everyone's eyes.
"One!!!" Xiao Hua spoke coldly, his gaze like lightning, his voice chilling enough to seep into one's bones. "Other than Xiong Yi, from this moment onward... you are no longer your own selves!"
As he spoke, Xiao Hua rubbed his hands together. "Rumble..." A bolt of lightning as thick as a child's arm sprang into existence from nowhere, striking True Lord Huode's fire shuttle. Xiao Hua was truly furious this time. The lightning contained immense force, and with that single strike, it hacked the entire fire shuttle out of the air. Several cracks appeared across its surface!
"How... how is that possible?" True Lord Huode's