"Go to hell!"
The Second Nascent Soul didn't turn its head, transforming into an Escape Light that fled toward the distance.
The man in the black robe was stunned for a moment, then, summoning a golden wind, chased after Jia Ren with great haste. His speed was even faster than that of the Second Nascent Soul.
The Second Nascent Soul wasn't adept at escaping, having flown less than one hundred thousand li before being intercepted by this person.
"Fellow Daoist, you seem quite interested in cultivation techniques," Mr. Tian said. "I have one such technique I would like to sell to you."
