As the old man's voice fell, a vast ocean-like spiritual energy burst out from his slightly hunched body and actually forcefully shattered the red light that was close to his eyes. Not only that, the remaining spiritual energy also whistled towards the man's position.
Caught off guard, the man was sent flying more than a thousand feet away before he managed to stop himself.
Gu Xi could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. He had defeated an early-stage Great Saint stage outer realm demonic race with a single strike. Clearly, this old man's cultivation level was higher than his!
At the same time, a beautiful figure rushed over from afar and stopped beside the old man. "Is this the outer realm demonic race? It doesn't look like much."
Hearing this, the old man did not know whether to laugh or cry, but his expression quickly returned to a serious look.
