The Three Bald Immortals
Godly Technique—Godly Inhibition!
Krune finally decided to use this ability to gain the upper hand. After all, no matter how much his Air Needles drilled through the Blood Pill creatures, more and more of them arrived.
'It might turn into a war of attrition.' Krune frowned, thinking for a moment. He didn't wish to attract the attention of too many people. That would just be detrimental to himself.
He wished to kill them as quickly as possible before escaping from the place. In any case, this was already his third hunt.
So, news of their absence might somehow circulate through the lone cultivator network, eventually resulting in the lone cultivators heading towards some unknown corner to survive from this predator that seemed to have a thirst for blood of the lone cultivators.
"Brother…" The youngest brother frowned.
"Yes, I know." The older brother nodded. "It must be him."