Some prefecture in the southeast.
The Corrupt Demon's face was shrouded in deathly gray as he clutched his wound and sped through the mountain forests.
Though his realm had fallen and his vital energy was badly damaged, he was still a supreme expert at the Earth Sect level.
Yet the Corrupt Demon's face no longer bore its usual air of strategizing from afar and winning a thousand miles away. Only despondency, veiled in gray, remained.
"Centuries of labor, ruined in a single day. I still underestimated the outstanding heroes among martial artists. Heh heh... Tiger Corpse, Yin Dao!"
He staggered a few steps before stopping warily. "Who's there?"
An unusual aura had stirred his suspicions. A powerful enemy was clearly lurking along the only road ahead.
Among those capable of threatening him, aside from the prefecture governors of several southeastern prefectures, there was only Zhou Nanwang of Lihuo Prefecture.
And Zhou Nanwang had pursued him relentlessly some days ago. He had only barely managed to shake him off.
"May I ask which prefecture governor you are?"
The response was a sweep of blade light. The all-pervading radiance compressed the space around the Corrupt Demon like ripe watermelons, causing them to burst one after another.
The Corrupt Demon was cunning and crafty. Even while fleeing at high speed, he used the Earth Sect method of building cities to create small spaces around himself—first, to guard against enemy ambushes, and second, to allow himself to escape at any time.
The newcomer clearly understood his habits. Before even showing himself, he had swung his blade and shattered the Corrupt Demon's fallback measures.
The sudden assault had caught the Corrupt Demon off guard. What unsettled him even more was the familiar style contained within that blade light.
"Yin Dao? That Half-Sage divine weapon? How