Tie Dan galloped wildly on his horse, not knowing how long he had gone. Estimating that no one was pursuing him, he leapt off the horse, and with a backhand slash, cut off the other ear of the valuable horse, letting it continue to scream and rush forward. He then darted into the alleys, hiding away, slowly returning a breath of Qi.
That was close.
A Martial Cultivator at the Nascent Soul Realm is indeed formidable.
Though Martial Cultivators thrive in their youth, and once their Outer Pill cannot sustain them, their essence wanes and Qi shortens; with age, their bodies deteriorate, and their skills drastically decline.
Yet that old man named Wei could still unleash such combat strength. Even with the sharpness of Qingshuang, it only scratched the skin and couldn't sever his hand bones. A rare master indeed. Probably if the old man were ten years younger, he could have smashed him into pieces with one punch?
