"Humph!" he thought, "Although quite honest, I'm smart, and that's a good thing. If he doesn't use that Reverse Blood Corpse Refining pill, then it doesn't matter. But if he uses it, then I'll be able to command his refined corpse!" Yan Xiaobao felt very proud of himself. With just a light press, he turned the Bloodline Master of Corpse Peak into ashes. Raising his chin, he looked at the crowd. As his gaze swept over them, cultivators from the other three peaks all trembled and retreated quickly, clasping their hands in respect to him.
Now, everyone was fearful of Nightcrypt. His alchemical techniques had long gone beyond the realm of divine capabilities. He could even eliminate enemies without touching them.
"Ai Ya. Wherever they go, distinguished individuals are always the center of attention. Even though he felt very proud of himself and sighed inwardly, he suddenly found himself looking into Song Junwan's eyes. The sneer on her face made his spine chill.
