Chapter 1054: You Guys Aren’t Very Lucky
Bentley Frost’s smile, similar to that of Maitreya Buddha, could no longer be brought to his face.
Bentley Frost’s expression was as dark as a cloudy day, seeming on the verge of dripping with water.
He had calculated everything, but who would have expected an unassuming Nascent Soul Realm cultivator to suddenly emerge and deal them a severe blow.
If it had been himself who had given chase just now, would he have ended up like those two unfortunate Hollow Void cultivators, directly corroded by the Blood Mist, even to the point of their Primordial Spirits being corroded?
What was this Blood Mist, and why did it possess such devastating lethality?
Deacon Wolf also wore a face of shocked suspicion, "Kid, who are you!"
Carson Flores laughed and said, "Just a nameless pawn of the Vajra Gang, what do you think about this proposal, today you let us all leave, and we’ll settle any grievances later, to avoid more injuries and deaths as we continue fighting..."
He paused, then Carson Flores’s gaze fell on the drifting blood-red mist in the sky, "To be honest, I don’t have great control over this thing. If you push me too hard, I’ll spread the red mist throughout the entire Qixia Manor. At that time, I don’t know if I’ll die, but more of you will definitely die..."
"Oh, right, don’t be optimistic; this thing is fatal to all cultivators. Even those at the Great Perfection of Hollow Void will die upon contact, of course, if you don’t touch it then it’s fine. If you have the guts, we can all gamble on luck."
Carson Flores’s words, light and floating, landed in the ears of all the members of the three Bandit Groups, causing each person’s expression to subtly change.
Even those at the Great Perfection of Hollow Void would face certain death?