"Hmm?" The Demon Cultivator elder's eyebrows furrowed as he noticed another change in Ning Zhuo's lifespan.
"The previous increase was only by a few lines, a few threads. This time, it's risen so much."
"Ning Zhuo, this kid, is quite crafty!"
"If I had been deceived by the illusion earlier, and carelessly used the three-line Qi-breaking curse, wouldn't I have fallen right into his trap!"
The Demon Cultivator elder was scared to the point his back went cold, immediately breaking out in a cold sweat.
He snorted coldly, his gaze icy and venomous.
He took out a large amount of treasure materials, but this time, he did not add them directly; instead, he temporarily suspended them in mid-air.
The Demon Cultivator elder took a deep breath, endured the intense pain, and tore open a large piece of fox fur from his chest.
Ignoring the blood dripping down, he flung the fox fur into the air.
