'They all give off a pulse. Do all these Netherworld Cultivators have Spiritual Objects on them?'
'And this pulse... it's pointing to the [Skull Curse]?'
Clearly sensing the pulse coming from the Netherworld Cultivators, a faint smile couldn't help but appear on Qi Yun's indifferent face.
'What's he smiling about?'
Noticing the strange smile on Qi Yun's face, the group of Netherworld Cultivators felt a chill run down their spines.
That smile... it was the joy of a predator that had just found its prey.
'He's all alone. Don't tell me he actually wants to fight us?'
A brief, deathly silence spread through the standoff, and the air seemed to freeze.
Qi Yun attacked without hesitation!
He was actually planning to single-handedly slaughter all the Netherworld Cultivators before him!
"Has he gone mad?! He wants to take all of us on alone?!" one of the Netherworld Cultivators exclaimed in astonishment, barely able to believe his eyes.
