Why Was This So?

The thin, lanky evil woman's soul body was still far weaker than the Feng Lineage's old ancestor.

It was only that the Feng Lineage's old ancestor did not dare unleash his spiritual power with full force outside the Yin Tomb Cavern. Still, he was confident that knocking aside the black qi rope and wheeling back to chop down those five fingernails would pose no problem at all.

The difference in cultivation levels created an enormous disparity in speed.

At the same time, he had nearly reached Fang Guangjun as he flew.

But just as the Feng Lineage's old ancestor brimmed with confidence, he suddenly felt a clinging force transmitted through the black qi rope.

That force had appeared with extreme abruptness. Though it was not powerful, it still made the Feng Lineage's old ancestor's expression change drastically. Even the slightest misstep could bring about an entirely different outcome.

Spiritual power surged wildly through his hand, and the crescent spade easily broke free. Yet just as his spiritual power swelled and he swung at those fingernails, five sprays of blood suddenly burst from Fang Guangjun's back as he fled forward with all his might.

His flying body stalled, and disbelief filled his eyes. As he struggled to turn back, an exceedingly muffled syllable escaped his lips.

"Senior..."

Then, as those five sinister ghostly qi streams entered his body, the deadly poison that had already been on the verge of erupting could no longer be suppressed.

Fang Guangjun only felt heaven and earth spinning as he plunged headfirst toward the ground. A fragment of an unwilling thought still lingered in his mind.

"Senior, didn't you say that if I did it, you would spare me..."

Though he desperately wanted to shout the words aloud, the moment one word reached his mouth and