Watching a group of cultivators hurry over, then hurry away again, Wang Chen paid them no mind.
The commotion he had caused while cultivating the Lightning Severing Sword Art had been tremendous. Anyone within a hundred li or so could likely have noticed it, and this area was not far from Luodu Immortal City. It was perfectly normal for passersby to spot it.
They had probably assumed some rare treasure had appeared and rushed over to see what was going on.
But this also reminded Wang Chen that the Lightning Severing Sword Art was far too imposing when unleashed at full force. He needed to find somewhere more remote to practice it, lest others disturb him.
It was not that he feared them—he simply found them troublesome!
With that thought in mind, Wang Chen rose on Sword Light and vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye.
The group of cultivators who had just left did not slow down until they had flown dozens of li away.
They looked rather bedraggled.
One green-clad cultivator could not help saying, "Brother Duan, that man was only at the Golden Core level, wasn't he? There was no need for us to..."
"What do you know!"
The handsome cultivator at their head barked in a deep voice, "Your curiosity is always the worst. You just had to run over and take a look. Did you think that man was easy prey just because he was alone? If we really fought, even the seven of us tied together might not be his match!"
The green-clad cultivator was instantly dumbfounded. "Huh?"
"Huh what!"
The handsome cultivator said irritably, "This world is full of extraordinary people and hidden talents. What we sect disciples must avoid most is looking at the sky from the bottom of