Moreover, he acted on impulse, killing abruptly without hesitation.
Within a few bouts, the Eagle-Pattern Monster Cultivator was immediately dead.
By the time the Dog-Head Monster Cultivator outside heard the commotion and rushed in, it was already too late.
He could only see the sinister and eerie Refining Room covered in blood, along with a mutilated corpse, and a peculiar, monstrous cultivator.
Sharp segment limbs, an ugly monster body, and on that body, a bizarre human face.
At that moment, the bizarre human face twisted its neck, turned around, and grinned at him.
The Dog-Head Monster Cultivator’s hairs stood on end immediately, and he turned to flee.
This kind of sinister, vicious, and cunning old monster cultivator was not someone he could contend with.
Although he ran fast, the centipede-like old monster cultivator, using numerous limbs, crawled even faster, quickly entangled the Dog-Head Monster Cultivator’s body, and repeated the process.
A moment later, the Dog-Head Monster Cultivator’s body was twisted like a towel.
Blood dripped down like water from a towel.
At this point, both guarding Monster Cultivators were killed.
The old monster cultivator retreated from demonization, becoming again the aged monster cultivator, extending his wrinkled hand, shakily shut the Refining Room’s door, sealed the formation, isolating everything inside.
Then, he step by step walked back inside.
At this time, the bloody scent filled Ouyang Mu’s face, making it slightly pale, but his gaze remained firm.
The old monster cultivator, somewhat surprised, nodded slowly and praised: "Not bad, remained calm in sudden changes."
Ouyang Mu was nervous, but managed to calm himself, asking:
"Senior, what exactly do you want to do?"
The old monster cultivator grinned, revealing his sharp fangs and long tongue, stained with the blood from devouring the monster cultivators, "You’ll know soon."
Before the words had even finished, a demonic wind burst forth.
Ouyang Mu only saw a scene of blood before his eyes, as the old monster cultivator transformed into a centipede, charging at him with a bloody, foul wind.
But moments later, a booming sound erupted, as the blood scene was quickly replaced by flames.
A blinding light erupted around Ouyang Mu, and fierce flames rose up, protecting Ouyang Mu in the center.
The Earth Fire Killing Array exploded open.
Powerful spiritual power swept wildly.
In the blink of an eye, the centipede-like demonic creature was thrown back by the flames, tumbling on the ground.
When the flames extinguished, the Centipede Demon curled its body, withdrew from demonization, turning back into that hunched old monster cultivator.
He gasped like a wounded beast, his sharp eyes fixed on Ouyang Mu, trembling, "Formation?"
This little one, how could he use a formation?
The old monster pondered for a moment, suddenly his expression changed, "No, this isn’t your doing!"
"Who’s helping you?!"
Just then, a faint sword hum was heard.
The old monster’s ears and eyes widened, then he saw a sharp golden light flash in the air.
Then a thin golden line pierced through the air, carrying a cold and merciless killing intent, arriving instantly.
Sensing this sharp killing intent, the old monster’s expression shifted to shock and disbelief:
"Sword Control?!"