In Chuanze City, Song Shilian looked at the figure standing in the void, black-haired and black-eyed, a long saber in hand. His eyes were filled with shock.
Those three had all been able to fly. Anyone capable of flight was at least an Immortal Bridge Realm cultivator, yet they had been slain in an instant.
What cultivation realm was this person in?
And why had he suddenly intervened?
His heart was full of confusion. The aura emanating from the Divine Weapon in this person's hand suggested that he should be a cultivator of the demonic path.
Why would a demonic path cultivator help them instead?
Beside him, Xu Zihua watched the blood falling from the sky, and an involuntary look of terror appeared in her eyes.
Those had been three peak Star River Realm cultivators, yet they had been cut down with a single slash!
Suddenly, a stench of blood drifted over.
Blood and bits of flesh from who knew where fell from the sky, landing right on her head.
The foul, bloody smell immediately made her nauseous, and she opened her mouth and dry-heaved.
Her face turned icy cold once more.
"Damn it, how dare he disgust me! Senior Brother, I want him dead! I want him dead!"
Xu Zihua pointed at the figure in the void and shrieked.
So what if that cultivator was powerful? She still had two Golden Body Realm Senior Brothers!
"Rest assured, Junior Sister. He will not live much longer."
Zhang Liran let out a sinister laugh, greed flashing through his eyes as he abruptly soared into the air.
He had never seen a Star River Realm cultivator as powerful as this one.
This had to be an unparalleled Heavenly Prodigy of the demonic path.
Killing a prodigy of the demonic path would earn