บท 1135: Heavenly Fate Reappears

The old woman didn't explain. She let out a cold snort and took a step forward. Her hands formed a seal, and she sucked in a powerful suction force. Cang Song felt like all his life force was being sucked out.

His expression instantly returned to normal, and he sneered as his right hand continued to press down on the jade bottle. He couldn't put it into his storage space, or he would have done so long ago.

He didn't waste any more time talking to the old woman. With his powerful cultivation, although he was shocked by the Art of Gathering Yin to the Ancestors, he was confident that he could leave this place.

His left hand reached out, and a golden light appeared. Thousands of flying swords appeared before him and shot toward the old woman.

At the same time, Cang Song slapped his forehead with his left hand, and a red light flew out from his head. This red light looked like a Nascent Soul, but if one looked closely, they would be able to tell that this was not a Nascent Soul!