But before they could react, the Demon Sound abruptly ceased. Situ Jingyu had clapped her hands together, catching the Demonic Magical Artifact between her palms.
The hook-shaped Magical Artifact thrashed in Situ Jingyu's palms like a live fish, but no matter how fiercely it struggled, it could not escape her grasp.
'A Foundation Establishment Body Cultivator?'
The Fat Pig Cultivator froze. He stared at Situ Jingyu, his face a mask of shock and suspicion. He clearly hadn't expected this Foundation Establishment and Body Refining Female Cultivator to be with Fang Qingyuan.
However, the burly man fighting the cultivator from Red Lotus Square had heard the Fat Pig Cultivator's words and struck a ruthless blow. A scream rang out as a figure was sent flying, spinning through the air before slamming head-first into a nearby pillar. With a thunderous CRASH, half the corridor collapsed.
