In the Thousand Ren Mountains, countless strange beasts held dominion.
A Green Squirrel leaped onto a jade tree and gnawed noisily at the freshest branches.
Suddenly, it stopped chewing and looked around in confusion.
It seemed a gentle breeze had brushed past.
Whoosh...
When it looked again, there was nothing to be seen. The Green Squirrel scratched at its mouth in bewilderment.
A Nether Light skimmed along the ground, glancing back at the little squirrel.
What keen senses this strange beast has. But it still can't compare to that Red-Robed Daoist. He actually sensed me and nearly discovered where my true body was...
You Ya slowed down, still shaken by lingering fear.
The red robe, the domain, the flying sword, the azure palm, the domineering Fire Attribute Mana, and most of all... those eyes that held the stars and moon!
When had such a figure appeared in the North Sea Cultivation World?
How could he instantly kill three opponents of the same realm at the Golden Core Sixth Layer, then slay a Great Cultivator of the Golden Core Ninth Layer?
No one would believe it if it were spread around.
"I wanted to divert the disaster elsewhere, borrow someone else's blade to kill, then play the mantis stalking the cicada while the oriole stayed behind and take that supreme-grade Nine Yang Geng Metal. Instead, I nearly got trapped there."
"Those eyes..."
You Ya secretly swallowed, her slender body trembling faintly.
Crimson Corpse Forefather was definitely no weakling!
Even in a direct confrontation, the odds between her and Crimson Corpse Forefather would only be six to four. More importantly, he controlled two Refined Corpses comparable to Late Stage Golden Core cultivators. Once they formed an encirclement, let alone six to four—even three to seven would be difficult to say.
Yet such