Below, the figure in a purple robe sensed a powerful aura descending. His face changed drastically, and he abruptly looked up, shouting, "Who is it!"
This aura—
Was it from the Fusion Realm?
Ordinary cultivators of the Fusion Realm did not scare him.
But when this aura arrived, and a formidable spiritual power locked onto him in an instant, the purple-robed figure felt his scalp tingle, his body instinctively trembling and goosebumps forming as he sensed an extreme threat looming over him.
Escape!
But just as this thought emerged, he violently spat out mouthfuls of fresh blood; his life force became chaotic and burst forth as if his physical body's life was no longer under his control.
Despite this, he still did not beg for mercy but angrily shouted, "Presumptuous! How dare a mere ant from the Lower Realm strike at me?"
"Disappear quickly, or I shall not be lenient!"
"Pu-chi!"
