"Cough, cough, this nail is indeed somewhat painful!"
Lin Chen gritted his teeth and slowly stood up straight.
Squinting his eyes, he looked towards the Ghost-Eyed Old Monster several hundred zhang away.
This Core Formation Old Monster who has dominated Qing State for centuries is indeed not someone renowned without reason, probably considered top-notch among Golden Core Cultivators.
Ghost-Eyed Old Monster saw the death of two Cyan-faced Evil Ghosts, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
"Ancient Body Cultivator... Flesh Body Nine Revolutions Core Formation?"
Ghost-Eyed Old Monster squinted, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.
But then, he sneered contemptuously.
"Hehe... lucky this time, an Ancient Body Cultivator with Nine Revolutions Golden Core... if sent to Puppet Hall, perhaps a Half-Step Nascent Soul puppet could be crafted!"
Thinking of this, Ghost-Eyed Old Monster licked his lips, greed growing in his eyes.
