"Where did this brat come from? You destroyed two of my corpse puppets!"
The blood-robed Daoist was bewildered and suspicious. This youth had an extraordinary bearing and noble looks, with much of the immortal grace of an Eastern Victory Continent cultivator.
Moreover, he used Bing Fire Law. He might even belong to an orthodox Dharma Lineage that worshipped the [Sun]!
Yet using the corpse puppets he had painstakingly nurtured and refined to practice spells showed a profound grasp of demonic cultivators' ways.
After all, ordinary immortal cultivators always needed some pretext such as "carrying out Heaven's will" or "administering punishment on Heaven's behalf" to conceal such deeds.
As long as Eastern Victory Continent cultivators invoked the name of the "Heavenly Lord," even committing slaughter on a monstrous scale could seem righteous and imposing.
"You're merely at the sixth level of Qi Refining, yet you dare act so brazenly before me?"
A vicious look appeared on the blood-robed Daoist's long, gaunt horse-face. He tried to intimidate this youth of unknown origins into retreating:
"You should know that I belong to the Nether Spring Sect. My fellow disciples are everywhere throughout Swan Mountain!
"If you insist on ruining my business, I fear you'll end up a turtle in a jar, unable to escape!"
Were ancient demonic cultivators this willing to talk?
Jiang Yi pondered. He had thought the man would attack without another word, pouring his moves straight down on his head.
"He's just wary of the power of your Bing Fire. The Nether Spring Sect cultivates ghosts and Sha Qi, worships evil gods, and offers blood sacrifices. Ancient demonic cultivators through and through.
"They can still maneuver against Ding Fire, but against your Bing Fire, they're checked at every turn."
Profound Mystery True Person licked a forepaw, seemingly feeling a little