Summit

Heaven's Sword clasped his fists and bent at the waist, bowing deeply. "This junior, Heaven's Sword, pays respects to Senior Blood of Tyranny."

Blood of Tyranny said indifferently, "I cannot be bothered with you looking for Zhou Leng. Touch his family or friends, and I will wipe out your entire Demon-Worship Sect."

Heaven's Sword lowered his head slightly. "Please rest assured, Senior. I merely could not find Zhou Leng, so I came to the university where he is to look for him. I will absolutely not harm the innocent. After all, no matter what, I am still an Upper Demigod Realm cultivator."

"Mm." Blood of Tyranny gave a soft snort and left with Big Yellow.

Halfway there, Big Yellow turned back to glance at Heaven's Sword's retreating figure, bared his teeth, and growled out a few curses.

"You have not seen Zhou Leng for many days either?" Blood of Tyranny asked.

Big Yellow let out two soft whines.

Blood of Tyranny reached out and stroked Big Yellow's head as he slowly strolled through Ru University.

From time to time, he heard people discussing Zhou Leng, but they all called him Martial Saint Zhou.

Boundless Ancient Road, Dragon-Slaying Mountain.

Zhou Leng persisted in choosing the Advanced Gate, fighting his way through one battlefield after another.

He fought without cease and cultivated without cease.

One battle against a universe-level genius was almost worth a year of fighting in the Ten Realms.

All manner of Dragons and powerful alien races were like an encyclopedia of battle, becoming nourishment for his growth.

After defeating a group of Upper Realm Dragons, Zhou Leng sat on the ground, panting heavily. Just as he was about to circulate his power to heal his injuries, he stopped.

Ahead, the light gate like those before did not appear.

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