"It's done!"
At the same time, after devouring the essence blood and cultivation of hundreds of disciples, that sinister voice rang out again.
By then, Hua Wuqing's body was covered with those eerie blood patterns, and his aura had surpassed that of a Peak Martial Saint, so much so that the several Guardian Elders were struggling to breathe.
Though he had not yet reached the Martial Emperor Realm, he was not far off.
With blood-red eyes, Hua Wuqing glanced at the purple-haired Chu Xin and Chu Chen, snorted coldly, and turned into a streak of blood light, disappearing in an instant.
"Sister, he's so fast. Should we chase after him?"
The purple-haired Chu Chen stopped, his eyes filled with surprise.
The purple-haired Chu Xin glanced back and muttered, "Forget it, let him go. Let's keep kicking butts; there are still many more people."
"Alright!"
The purple-haired Chu Chen nodded and turned around to continue with his usual business.
