Whoosh!
The winged Demonic Beast sped across the blockade like lightning, leaving devastation in its wake as it departed, with misery everywhere.
Yes, the dozen or so disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect had not died.
Lin Dong had left in too much of a hurry earlier and had only casually struck once, but that was more than enough to leave every one of them severely injured.
"What a powerful Mysterious Expert. Even the Great Elder of our Ancient Sword Sect, who has reached Great Achievement in Qi Creation Stage, has never given me such terrifying pressure, has he?"
Recalling that emotionless, indifferent glance from the Mysterious Expert as he crossed the blockade, Liu Yuntian's body suddenly shuddered.
When that man had looked at him, Liu Yuntian had felt as if he were firmly locked onto by a peerless ferocious beast with a savage aura. If he dared make the slightest unusual move, he would be killed without mercy.
Liu Yuntian had experienced such bone-chilling suffocation only once before: when he had accidentally entered the depths of the mountains and faced the Ancient Dragon Ape of the Creation Stage, overlord of the Ancient Wasteland Ravine.
"Could it be that the young-looking Mysterious Expert is a Creation Stage expert?"
At that thought, Liu Yuntian could not help letting out a groan.
"A Qi Creation Stage expert?"
"Pah! The Ancient Sword Sect really is all show and no substance."
Within the forest, the three independent cultivators who had not yet gone far away watched with surging excitement.
They not only sighed, "A real man ought to be like that," but even felt a strange urge to take his place. That was a true expert. What was the Ancient Sword Sect? He could not even be bothered to spare them a glance.
"Go,