Central Continent: Dealing Every Continent an Equal Death Blow

That old man passed by the inn entrance every other day. Lin Qi had become familiar with his face.

Tan Yueqing reminded her again, "People from her sect are waiting in the inn hall. You should have seen them when you came upstairs."

Lin Qi recalled seeing four female cultivators in white sitting together when she entered the inn, their faces tense with unease. They must have been Fang Ling's fellow sect members.

"What a coincidence. There won't be some accident, will there?"

"No."

Tan Yueqing explained softly, "According to her sect members, Fang Ling has good talent. Though she is still young, she is already the sect's Junior Martial Aunt. This time, she was responsible for taking the younger disciples down the mountain for two days of sightseeing. She enjoys divination and deliberately collects turtle shells of all kinds whenever she descends the mountain. Today, there happened to be turtle shells on an old man's odds-and-ends rack behind me... If this had been deliberate, there was no way she could have calculated it so precisely."

"Besides, compared to Fang Ling, I think the Demon Emperor is far more suspicious."

Who ran toward a bustling city while fleeing instead of heading somewhere deserted and uninhabited?

Though the Yuan Dynasty's imperial power had fallen into other hands, several Mahayana Venerables still stood guard there.

Once they sensed danger, it was not impossible for them to join forces and destroy the Demon Emperor Teng Snake.

There were far too many holes in the story. There was hardly any attempt at concealment—it blatantly told you, I am targeting you. That was entirely in keeping with the style of Central Continent cultivators.

"True. Judging by the Central Continent Alliance's methods these past few times, they usually only make one move. Only when that move