After killing the middle-aged Miao barbarian who had unleashed five enormous black vicious ghosts in a single stroke, the man in white feathered robes casually produced a white jade ruyi.
This jade ruyi, which emitted a hazy white radiance with only a slight infusion of true essence, had belonged to Luoshi Mountain Dweller. Because he had found its defensive power quite impressive, the man in white feathered robes had taken it for himself after killing Luoshi Mountain Dweller.
Yet he had not brought out this artifact because he feared he could not withstand the Miao sorcerers' counterattack. He merely wanted to make this slaughter easier.
From the moment he sensed the fluctuations of magical power on these people, the man in white feathered robes had known that this was destined to be a one-sided massacre.
"Huang Wushen, Kuang Wuxin, Yu Ruochen, Yan Jingxie... Northern Bright King..."
As he casually produced the jade ruyi, the man in white feathered robes pondered slightly, the names of powerful figures flashing through his mind... He was merely wondering how many people in this world could pass through the patch of sky where he stood and enter Great East Mountain.
Ten? Perhaps Qi Lianliancheng should be included as well.
The man in white feathered robes frowned faintly. Thinking that Qi Lianliancheng was among those who could pass through him made him feel somewhat displeased.
Qi Lianliancheng's progress had simply been too swift. Two years ago, the man in white feathered robes had believed that he could still defeat Qi Lianliancheng. But now, two years later, if he became Qi Lianliancheng's enemy, he might well meet the same end as Marquis Qingfu.
Whether he and Qi Lianliancheng were friends or enemies, having one more person above his head was always unpleasant.
And perhaps that was the