The vast night was desolate and empty.
A thousand feet beneath the earth, a figure was fleeing at full speed.
It was a Black-Clothed Man wearing an iron crown, with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks. As he tunneled through the ground, he moved as fast as lightning.
Under such circumstances, ordinary cultivators would never be able to detect his presence.
Yet the Black-Clothed Man seemed badly frightened, terror written all over his face.
"The intelligence was wrong. Even with a Feathered Ascension-grade spirit treasure, we simply couldn't do anything to the Temple Master's reincarnated body!"
"Once I return this time, I must immediately notify Dark Hidden Honored One... Hm?"
The moment this thought arose, the Black-Clothed Man's expression changed drastically, and he abruptly stopped.
Boom!
A streak of Sword Qi bored through a thousand feet of earth and came crashing down.
The terrifying sword light ran rampant, giving the Black-Clothed Man no time to think. He immediately changed direction and fled.
He broke out in a cold sweat, his body and mind trembling.
In that instant just now, had he not stopped in time, he would have almost been struck by that Sword Qi!
That fellow can actually track me? How did he do it?
The Black-Clothed Man had only just thought this.
Boom!
Another streak of Sword Qi pierced through the ground and crashed down.
The Black-Clothed Man cried out in alarm and changed direction again.
Over the following moments, no matter where he fled, Sword Qi would always descend upon him, forcing him to dodge east and hide west in terror.
But in the end, he could no longer evade. A sheet of Sword Qi descended, shattering the earth across a thousand-foot radius and striking him as well.
Pfft!
Blood spilled from his lips, and a bloody