The old man in black robes, his face crackling with lightning that seemed to descend from the sky, flicked his sleeve and said coldly, "Disperse!"
As the lightning dissipated, the old man in black robes disappeared, revealing his thin, skinny arm, which was visibly trembling.
The old man in black robes had a gloomy look in his eyes. These disciples were all the elites of Xuanzhi Mountain. If they were all lost, even if he was an elder, he would be held accountable when he returned to Xuanzhi Mountain.
"I underestimated you. Your cultivation level is so low, yet you can still use talismans. Who taught you that?"
The old man in black robes walked towards Ziyue.
Sorry!
"I didn't mean to!"
Zi Yue had no idea that the talisman her senior brother had given her was so powerful that it could easily kill many disciples of Xuanzhi Mountain. She didn't intend to kill them; she just didn't want to be captured.
The old man in black robes appeared in front of Zi Yue in an instant.
Ziyue sensed danger and reached into her sleeve, but her body was bound by an invisible force, frozen in place, unable to use the talisman given to her by her senior brother.
The old man in black robes wore a strange smile. "Little girl, if you are willing to become my disciple, I will spare you and even teach you the true methods of cultivation."
"impossible."
Zi Yue said with a firm look in her eyes.
"Then don't blame me for being ruthless."
The old man in black robes had murderous intent in his eyes. This young man with such excellent potential should not be left to other forces.
It would be a lie to say she wasn't afraid. Zi Yue closed her eyes, determined that even if she died, she would never betray Longhu Temple.
Many images flashed through Zi Yue's mind—her family, her senior brother—and a smile played on her lips.
The old man in black robes raised his withered palm. At that moment, a sound came from the woods, and Zhang Fulong, looking disheveled, staggered out of the woods.
Zhang Fulong's deep eyes were dull and lifeless. His voice was hoarse as he said, "I'll give you one chance to escape. Get out of here!"
The voice was like the whisper of death.
The hairs on the black-robed old man's body stood on end involuntarily. He hadn't felt this sense of crisis in a long time. He stared at Zhang Fulong, able to see through his flesh and blood, and discovered that he still had no spiritual power in his body. In fact, he had several fractures and problems with his internal organs. He was only standing here by sheer force.
"Master!"
Ziyue was overjoyed.
She knew that her master would not be defeated.
The old man in black robes grinned crookedly, "If I were to be scared away by you today, wouldn't I become a laughing stock in the cultivation world?"
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