The monster's attack lasted a whole day, and then it retreated temporarily. Outside the city wall, corpses were scattered everywhere, the ground was red, and even the air was filled with the strong smell of blood.
That night, Bei Yutang followed Yan into an antique sailboat. The sailboat stopped outside the city wall, and Bei Yutang saw Yan sitting cross-legged, making a hand seal with his hands. Only to see wisps of black air floating out of the corpse and heading towards Yan.
As the hand seal in his hand took shape, countless black air came from all directions and all headed towards Yan.
The Nascent Soul cultivators stationed at the city gate noticed something unusual and came towards this side one after another. It was easy for them to discover their presence. After all, they had hidden their whereabouts and it was difficult for them not to be discovered.
When Bei Yutang saw the cultivator coming from afar, and then looked at the nightmare that absorbed resentment and death energy, she took out the concealing dragon veil from her storage ring without saying a word, so that no one could see her true appearance.
If she were to be discovered by the cultivators, as a disciple of the Hidden Immortal Sect following the devil, not only would she become a thorn in the eyes of the cultivation world, but her parents, brother, master and others in the Hidden Immortal Sect would also be implicated.
When she put it on, several powerful monks in the Nascent Soul stage came to the outside of the sailboat one after another.
"I wonder which demon king has arrived?" asked one of the cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage.
In their opinion, anyone who dared to absorb the death energy so blatantly outside the city gate must be one of the nine demon kings.
Bei Yutang glanced at Yan, thinking that he would simply ignore their existence, but unexpectedly he stopped.
When Bei Yutang saw his cold gaze directed at the new veil covering her face, she immediately said, "Master Yan, I wear this to make people feel mysterious. The more mysterious it is, the more fearful people will be, and it also makes you look more noble, Master Yan."
"So, it's all for me?" Yan stared at her with a cold gaze.
Bei Yutang felt guilty when he looked at her, but she still bravely said with a smile, "Yes. As your subordinate, I have to respect your status as my master. Master, you are so powerful, so domineering, and so majestic. Naturally, I can't fall behind."
After saying this, Bei Yutang secretly wiped the sweat off his face.
Sure enough, my skin has become thicker.
Yan looked at her flattering appearance coldly, but did not expose her little thoughts.
When Bei Yutang saw the sailboat flying out, he immediately followed it.
When the several powerful monks in the Nascent Soul stage outside the sailboat saw them coming out, their expressions were shocked, because they felt a powerful pressure that made it hard for them to breathe.
"Puff!"
Several people spat out blood at the same time, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Yan.
"If you don't want to die, get out." Yan's cold eyes swept across the few people.
Those cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage no longer dared to stay.
At this moment, a stream of light came, carrying the pressure of the Spirit Transformation Stage towards this side. The voice arrived before the person arrived.
"What a big mouth!"
Bei Yutang immediately felt an invisible attack coming towards the sailboat. That was the pressure released by a Jindan-stage cultivator. How could she, a mere Jindan-stage cultivator, resist it?
Bei Yutang felt his internal organs churning.
Yan raised his hand and waved it, and the terrifying pressure disappeared in an instant. Bei Yutang felt as if the mountain pressing on him had disappeared, and he felt relaxed.
Before the Jindan stage cultivator got close, he heard Yan snort coldly.
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