"Why does the senior need to take action against us? Have we somehow offended you?" Hong Yu tried to remain calm as he faced the Golden Core Demon Cultivator San Gui, but the slight quiver in his voice was enough to betray his inner turmoil.
San Gui, having morphed into the image of a cultivator, asked, "Have you seen my grandson?"
"We haven't, we haven't seen him," a Foundation Establishment cultivator hurriedly shook his head, hoping this might save his life.
Unfortunately, they forgot that San Gui was not only a grandfather but also a ruthless Golden Core Demon Cultivator. How could he let them go so easily?
"If that's the case, then you are of no use to me." With a wave of his hand, San Gui unleashed several fierce ghosts from his sleeves that entered the bodies of everyone present, so fast that no one had time to react.
After a single breath, all of them fell to the ground. If it weren't for the absence of breathing, one might have thought they had merely passed out.