"How despicable..."
Xu Xuan could not hold it back, and a mouthful of blood instantly gushed out.
He had himself to blame for this, too. Why had he not been wary of this Spirit Race Elder from the start?
Now look what had happened. Caught off guard by this underhanded trick, Xu Xuan was furious, but a sense of helplessness came over him.
He staggered back several steps before collapsing to the ground.
An ordinary sword would have been manageable, but this sword actually contained wisps of deathly stillness. That deathly stillness poured into his body, flowed through his blood, and gradually spread throughout him. This was precisely what made Xu Xuan's expression change drastically.
"How despicable..."
Xu Xuan raised his head with difficulty, pain instantly spreading across his face.
Those wisps of deathly stillness entered every part of his body through his wounds. Xu Xuan could only try to force the sodium and deathly stillness out of his body.
The Spirit Race Elder still stood nearby, watching like a tiger eyeing its prey.
"You want to force this deathly stillness out right in front of me? Do you think you'll get the chance?"
The Spirit Race Elder laughed, instantly releasing the aura of a Half-Step Saint.
"At my peak, I was a Saint. But when all is said and done, I should thank you for dealing with those Six Paths Evil Gods for me. Originally, I only wanted you to wear them down, leaving both sides badly wounded so I could make my move."
"But who would have thought you'd deal with them before I even had time to use the formation I hid here? After that, all it took was a little trick to capture you."
Seeing that the outcome was practically set in stone, the Spirit Race