"Ah!"
A cry of pain.
The Immortal Cultivator who had been stabbed began to tremble all over.
He could feel all of his power draining away,
drawn toward the sword in his body.
Even his will was beginning to dissipate.
"Damn it! It's that guy! Get him!"
The moment Yang Xiao struck, the leader of the group—the strongest among them at the Peak of Daoist Ninth Tier—instantly reacted and looked his way.
But to his surprise, Yang Xiao merely gave him a smile.
He didn't dodge or evade in the slightest.
It was as if he were asking, 'You think you can catch me?'
He paid them no mind whatsoever.
Instantly, the man was about to explode with rage.
Especially when he saw his own Daoist Tier Three subordinate get sucked dry in an instant, right before his very eyes.
In the blink of an eye, the man was dead.
The leader roared in fury and lunged at Yang Xiao.
Just as he was about to reach Yang Xiao and seize him—
A flash of golden light.
Yang Xiao was gone.
