บท 983: Ordinary and Warm Small Apothecary (4)

Looking at this bizarre scene, Xu Qing silently looked at the heir.

"Within 100 breaths of time, unleash all your cultivation, go all out, and engage in a life-and-death battle with him."

The heir calmly spoke.

"Kill him and devour his Red Moon faith."

"If after a hundred breaths, you haven't succeeded, all the people of the Red Moon Shrine in this place will notice your presence, and I won't help you. You're on your own; if it doesn't work out, it'll depend on your fate."

The heir then rose into the air and stood there, closing his eyes.

And in the moment he closed his eyes, the motionless Dao Nurturing cultivator's vacant expression was replaced by a deep crimson, glaring at Xu Qing. It was as though he had seen a lifelong nemesis. He let out a low growl, and his cultivation exploded with a deafening force.