As she spoke, she spat out a mouthful of black blood. Her body was clearly rotting. Although she suppressed it with all her might, she couldn't suppress it completely.
The miserable outcomes of those who were poisoned caused her to be terrified and she had the thought of retreating.
"Interesting." The black-winged nonhuman coldly glanced at Xu Qing.
He noticed that the magic artifacts on Mount Morning Glow had locked onto him and also saw the rogue cultivators scattering like startled birds. He knew that the situation was hopeless.
In addition, Xu Qing gave him an extremely strange feeling. He sensed that Xu Qing's body wasn't simple and the cultivator who was being used as a weapon by him also gave him a bad feeling.
There was also the human-shaped mountain in the sky. The deterrence of this mountain was too strong, causing him to feel wary.