"No!"
The black-robed male cultivator let out a miserable scream, his body's vitality plummeting to rock bottom in an instant.
At the same time, a green light orb flew out, rapidly escaping toward the distance.
But Lou Yi swiftly enveloped it with Body-Breaking True Strength, preventing any possibility of movement.
"Damn it, let me go! Do you wish to be an enemy of the Yellow Springs?" The black-robed male cultivator, now only a divine soul, still spoke with venomous tone.
Lou Yi frowned and delivered him an Armor-Piercing blow.
"Ah!!"
"Stop... stop! I yield!" The opponent finally recognized the situation, lowering his proud head.
"What do you mean by Ancient Martial Cultivators?"
"Ancient Martial Cultivators, incredibly powerful, once swept through this realm without any opponent, though their legacy is nearly extinct... Our Sect Hierarch is quite interested in them and once captured a martial cultivator inheritor..."
Lou Yi listened, his eyes lighting up.
