"Curse power?"
Among the crowd, the martial cultivator who wielded a black iron claw-and-chain murmured thoughtfully, then said with a cold gleam in his eyes, "I'll trust you this once. But first we have to find him. Once we do, killing him will be another problem.
"That youth is strong. I reckon even mortal First-Rank cultivators outside the Heavenly Ranking's top twenty would struggle to kill him. And he specializes in the Yazi Saber, so he doesn't fear fighting crowds. More importantly-"
The claw-and-chain cultivator looked toward Chu Yunyun. "We can't spare any powerful fighters right now."
Simply blocking and intercepting Chu Yunyun was already exhausting them. How much strength could they possibly spare for anything else?
Especially the four gods' incarnations and Demonic Flow Saber King Zhuang Yan: if even one of them stopped participating in the blockade, the others could hold out for only another half-quarter hour at most.
After that half-quarter hour, Chu Yunyun would fight her way to them and annihilate them all beneath her spear.
The God of Mountains and State Altars pondered briefly, then actually forced two drops of essence blood from his body and sent them into Attendant One and Attendant Two.
The two god attendants' auras changed instantly. Their bodies rapidly grew taller, and the flesh of their limbs knotted and bulged.
They burst through every stitch of clothing, growing to roughly twenty feet tall. Their bodies resembled iron towers, their muscles like slabs of rock, or bundles of woven steel bars.
Yet Shen Tailin, the God of Mountains and State Altars, looked somewhat pale and breathed a little heavily.
Those two drops of divine blood had further depleted his primordial qi.
Shen Tailin swept his gaze over everyone present, his eyes coercive. "I have a way to locate Chu Xisheng, but