Chapter 93: Autumn Pool

Xuan Ming, upon hearing Dantai Qingrun's words, was filled with contempt and disgust, "You so-called Righteous Cultivators, who exactly are you putting on this sorrowful and compassionate act for?

Should I die? Very well, let's see who dies this time!"

"Three Thousand Soul Kill!" Xuan Ming's voice screeched like that of a Resentful Spirit, harsh and unpleasant to hear.

At the moment his words fell, Xuan Ming raised his hand mightily. As he waved his robe sleeve, the Resentful Spirits from within the Myriad Ghost Robe immediately howled out, lunging ferociously towards Dantai Qingrun with bared teeth and claws.

Dantai Qingrun frowned.

At the very moment the Resentful Spirits appeared, Xuan Ming transformed into a streak of black smoke, blending in with the three thousand spirits in the blink of an eye, making his trace difficult to discern.

Nether Cultivators are inherently adept at concealment, not to mention now with so many Resentful Spirits as cover.