After Song Zhong flew away, he deliberately shifted direction slightly, mainly to avoid running into those Beast Race cultivators. Otherwise, should he make a move or not?
Yet after flying some distance farther, he was left utterly speechless.
Not far ahead, cultivators were once again locked in fierce battle with Blood Corpses.
There was another mountain gate here.
The key was that Quasi-Saint Forest Bone, Quasi-Saint Fangs, and other Beast Race cultivators were here as well. Clearly, they had encountered other Beast Race members too; there were even more Beast Race cultivators here than before.
Naturally, there were Demon Race cultivators here as well, just not as many as Beast Race cultivators.
Moreover, there were even more Blood Corpses here than at the previous mountain gate.
The pressure on the cultivators was even greater.
This...
Song Zhong looked at the Beast Race cultivators surrounded on all sides and tightened his grip on the saber in his hand.
He could not very well refrain from acting now. After all, he had flown here claiming that he was avenging Quasi-Saint Blazing Sun.
Now that he had run into them, if he did not act, would that not ruin his persona?
Actually, acting now was not a bad thing either. Perhaps it could make The Ruins even more chaotic, letting the Beast Race and Demon Race tear into each other like dogs!
With a thought, Song Zhong fixed his gaze on Quasi-Saint Forest Bone, who was being besieged by three Quasi-Saint Blood Corpses, and shot toward him at top speed.
When he was still some distance away from Quasi-Saint Forest Bone, his figure flashed and vanished from where he stood. The next instant, he appeared behind Quasi-Saint Forest Bone.
Quasi-Saint Sky-Rending cultivated Spatial Power as well. He was already a Quasi-Saint, and one