"Run. I must run now."
If Zi Canglan's mood was complicated, then the mood of the last remaining black-robed demonic cultivator had already turned into pure terror.
Previously, after being sent flying by Li Yun, he had felt humiliated.
But now, he finally understood.
The reason he had not been killed by a single sword strike was because Li Yun had shown mercy.
He no longer dared to entertain any distracting thoughts.
His figure transformed into a streak of black light as he turned and tried to flee.
"Do you think you can leave?"
Li Yun's expression remained calm.
With a light swing of his sword, a stream of Sword Qi howled forth and directly intercepted the black-robed demonic cultivator.
"What exactly do you want?"
Forced to land, the black-robed demonic cultivator stared at Li Yun with terror and humiliation.
He knew that if Li Yun wanted to kill him, he would have been dead long ago.
But he also knew that Li Yun's reason for sparing him was definitely not kindness.
