Chapter 167
A few meters away, the man was lying in a large pool of blood.
The crowd could not help but let out a sigh of relief. Elsa patted her chest as she asked, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Ryder put his rifle away, his expression remained as icy as ever.
Elsa started walking towards the man slowly. There was a wound around the size of a fist on the man's waist, with blood gushing from it steadily.
Elsa's chest lurched at the sight. It seemed the super cannon that was powerful enough to completely crush a human being had only made a hole in this man. That was how strong a cultivator was.
Regardless, the hole was big enough for Elsa to know the man was either heavily wounded or dead.
Just as she was about to reach him, a hissing sound escaped from the man's mouth.
Elsa froze, stopping in her tracks as she gestured for her team to back off.
It was important to be as careful as possible when dealing with a cultivator.
Ryder was a little shocked as well. He picked up his rifle

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