"Haha, what powerful Primordial Spirit perception you have, fellow Daoist."
With a burst of laughter, two human cultivators flew out, one at the True Immortal mid stage and the other a late-stage True Immortal.
The two emerged from behind a flaming mountain range a hundred thousand miles away, reined in their flight light, and landed a thousand zhang opposite Li Qingyuan.
The late-stage True Immortal cultivator was tall, with a square face, dressed in crimson immortal robes. The fire-attribute Immortal Power around him was steady and restrained, and his gaze was appraising but without hostility.
The True Immortal mid-stage cultivator was lean, with narrow eyes and a soft, yin presence, but he was undoubtedly a human cultivator too.
The late-stage True Immortal cultivator said, "Fellow Daoist Blood Shadow, not only have you cultivated excellent escape techniques, Divine Abilities, and sword techniques."
"Even your Primordial Spirit perception is no weaker than that of a mid-stage True Immortal."
"When we first entered the Burning Heaven Gate, we both witnessed your battle with Yan Pojun."
Yan Pojun had unleashed a killing light wave with one finger, shattering the Black Tortoise Dharma Form of a third-grade defensive immortal treasure. "Blood Shadow Daoist" had spat blood and been sent flying ten thousand miles, yet he had still escaped using over a hundred Blood Shadow Clones, with even a peak-stage True Immortal's Primordial Spirit unable to distinguish his true body.
That alone was enough to show that this man was no ordinary figure.
The True Immortal mid-stage cultivator cupped his fists in greeting and said, "The Blood Dao cultivation method you practice seems extremely extraordinary, fellow Daoist. Though you are only at True Immortal early stage perfection, your combat strength is almost no weaker than mine."
"With escape techniques and movement methods to assist you, and