Cui Hongjun stared blankly at Xiao Yao, his eyes brimming with disbelief.
Just now, he had not even sensed the slightest circulation of true essence from her, yet his two spellcraft avatars, which he had been so proud of, had both been crushed to pieces.
And now, as those cold words entered his ears, he felt his throat constrict and his limbs turn icy.
Xiao Yao had clearly made no movement at all, yet Cui Hongjun felt as though his vital point had already been gripped to death by her, his life liable to be snuffed out at any moment.
"Answer a few questions honestly. Do you understand?"
"Y-yes... I understand."
Cui Hongjun's voice trembled slightly as he hurriedly nodded and bowed in agreement.
Though he was both shocked and terrified, he still had the Teleportation Edict issued by the Pill Workshop on him, so he had not entirely lost his head.
As long as he had that item to protect his life, this female cultivator could not truly threaten his life.
With that thought in mind, Cui Hongjun connected his divine sense to the Teleportation Edict on his person, ensuring that he could retreat unscathed at any time.
Yet after a single breath, Cui Hongjun's expression visibly stiffened, and the shock in his eyes was gradually replaced by dense terror.
He discovered that when he poured his divine sense into the Teleportation Edict, it vanished like a clay ox sinking into the sea, without stirring even the faintest ripple.
"No response? How could there be no response? I..."
"Did you discover that the Teleportation Edict cannot be used?"
Just as Cui Hongjun's heart was gripped by horror, that cold voice rang out again, making his body shudder.
When he looked up again, the plain-looking female cultivator before him seemed