Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
The aura of death shrouded him that instant. The terrifying Nascent Soul cultivator’s pressure made him drench in a cold sweat. He tried with all his might to tell his body to move, but his whole body froze stiff as if being stuck inside the millennium ice. He looked unflinchingly at the sharp sword thrust towards his glabella.
“Bi San!”
When Lei Xiao saw this scene, he was still a short distance away. Just when he thought Bi San would be killed, Bi San let out a muffled groan. Bi San, who had been standing straight and stiff, suddenly bent down and fell to the ground.
“Ugh!”
With a groan, the man fell to the ground. Before Bi San regained his consciousness, Leng Xiao already rushed from behind and dragged him to the other side. Without the slightest hesitation, several of the n quickly huddled together to resist the Nascent Soul cultivator’s pressure.
However, for so unknown reason, the Nascent Soul cultivator made up his mind to kill them. The pressure that he released was so great. Even if they wanted to resist, they were unable to withstand it.
“Pfffttt!”
Blood sprayed out from their mouths. The blood and vital breath inside their bodies were chaotic. Under the pressure, they fell down to the ground in succession and were unable to stand up.
Once the Nascent Soul cultivator, whose cultivation was one rank above them, released his pressure, they found it difficult to breathe. It was as if they were pressed down by Mount Tai. The Nascent Soul cultivators who fought with them in the past were not so powerful even when they released their pressure. By rely releasing his pressure, they imdiately realized that this man wanted them all dead!
“You insignificant Golden Core cultivators want to survive? Hundreds of people died in my hands, not to ntion a few of you. Die!” The Nascent Soul cultivator’s fierce and indifferent voice rang out. His sword, containing the sword intent, attacked the three of Bi San and his companions.
Just as those several people were ready for death, they suddenly saw a shadow swept out so fast like a ghost that they could not see clearly. They only perceived inside the fog that the figure swept out and grabbed the Nascent Soul cultivator at a lightning speed.
“Who are you?!”
The Nascent Soul cultivator’s gloomy voice was heard. But after this question was asked, there were no more movents.
Several of them sat on the ground in shock and were unable to co to themselves for a mont.
Who was it? Who saved them? With such skill and speed, the person was definitely a strong exponent above the Celestial rank. If that kind of strong exponent really ca in, would they be saved?
“Why are you all sitting on the ground?” Feng Jiu ca out from the fog. Looking surprised, she watched those few people who were in a daze. She looked around and asked, “Why are there only a few of you? Are you separated, too?”
It took them quite a long ti to gradually co to their senses. They stood up and looked around. It’s gone, the dangerous coercion had dissipated. The Nascent Soul cultivator must have been killed. But who was the person who saved them?
At this mont, no one thought of Feng Jiu who appeared in front of them. After all, how could a young cultivator be able to do such a thing? They didn’t even suspect that it was her and ruled her out.
“We’re here looking for you. Are you alright?”
Bi San asked. After he had cald down, he couldn’t help glancing down at his feet. Earlier, as death was approaching, soone shot sothing onto his feet, causing him to plop down and avoided the fatal blow.
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