Nine Dragons Saint Ancestor

"If you seek death on your own, then you can hardly blame me!"

Seeing Yun Xiao’s utter lack of fear, and his steps moving toward him instead, Fu Du was infuriated beyond measure, as he felt his dignity being challenged, and a very intense green Meridian Qi surged forth.

As a Poison Vein Master like Fu Du, every move he made contained a trace of deadly poison. An ordinary cultivator of the same level might not have weaker Meridian Qi Cultivation than him, but after a prolonged battle, they might still be affected by the toxic aura, giving Fu Du the chance to seize the opportunity and kill them in one strike.

However, Fu Du’s current opponent was not an ordinary early stage Spirit Vein Realm cultivator, but a monstrous genius whose soul memories came from the Nine-layered Dragon Cloud.

In a way, Yun Xiao also possessed an intermediate badge of a Spiritual Rank Poison Vein Master. Ignoring the gap in Meridian Qi Cultivation, in terms of mastery over Poison Meridian Skill, he might not necessarily be inferior to Fu Du.

But it was precisely because of the disparity in their Qi that Fu Du was so confident; no matter how many impossible feats this young man had achieved before, under the crushing weight of true power, not even a hint of a wave could be stirred.

"Die!"

A loud shout came from Fu Du’s mouth, and brothers and friends who were acquainted with Yun Xiao, like Mo Qing, all turned pale because they knew too well just how vicious Fu Du was when he made a move in the Jade Pot Sect.

"Heh heh, your opponent is not me!"

Yet, just as Fu Du’s powerful attack was about to hit Yun Xiao, the young man let out a light chuckle. Immediately after, a blood-colored figure descended from the sky, stirring a gale as its sharp claws fiercely smacked towards Fu Du’s head.

"What is this?"

The sudden attack took Fu Du by surprise, and the strength of the gale was so strong it almost made him lose balance, so he did not dare to let those sharp claws hit him.