"What an audacious junior!" cried Immortal Xuan Yang. His voice shook the heaven and earth.
Wu Qi grinned coldly. All the cultivators before him were now tightly trapped by Spirit-Restricting Rope. The peak-stage Nascent Divinity cultivator was unhurt at the moment, but the powerful binding forces of the rope had crushed the bones of the few Nascent Soul cultivators. The Sword of Greedy Wolf flew whistling across these cultivators with a blood red gleam. In just a twinkle, it absorbed all their blood essence. Wu Qi issued a long cry, then spun and fled without the slightest hesitation.
"Old fools! Just you wait. I'll slowly kill your clan members one after another, until all of them are dead!" Wu Qi shouted with a loud laugh, that faintly vibrated the snowfield. While laughing wildly, he stretched his hands and slapped his own head and body, putting out the flame that was burning vigorously on his hair and clothes.
