Zhong Xinpeng saw the combination of Su Jie, Ghost Bride, and Thousand-Handed Centipede, his face as dark as a pot's bottom.
The tragic death of Murong Yue just now, along with Su Jie's appearance here, proved that Liu Guanlin had most likely also met his end.
"You demon, hiding so deeply, you've already ascended to the Taoist Platform Realm."
Zhong Xinpeng grit his teeth. Su Jie's cultivation level was at the Dao Platform Realm, something they had not anticipated at all.
It was precisely because of this oversight that they spread out to chase him, giving Su Jie a chance to defeat them one by one.
"If I didn't hide well, how could I lure you all in?"
Su Jie twisted his neck, looking up and down at Zhong Xinpeng, and sneered: "Now that Murong Yue and Liu Guanlin are already dead, you wouldn't want them to be lonely, would you? I'll send you down to join them now."
"Just you?"
