Crisis on All Sides

The gray-robed old man scrutinized the surroundings for a long while, but found nothing amiss. After pondering for a moment, he finally said in a low voice,

"Young Master, we found no abnormalities here, nor did we find any traces. That Foundation Establishment cultivator must possess some special ability that allowed him to detect us in advance and hide away by now."

"Hmph, he was lucky. Otherwise, I would have made him food for my spirit beast. That Blackgold Python of mine has certainly enjoyed a feast along the way. As long as it devours the Golden Cores of several more Core Formation cultivators, advancing another rank will be entirely possible."

The mid Core Formation cultivator snorted coldly through his nose upon hearing the gray-robed old man's words.

"Young Master, there is no need for us to linger here. We should leave at once. There are already tens of thousands of cultivators inside the Misty Zone—at least seventy or eighty thousand, if not a hundred thousand. Although our Lingxiao City fears no one, it would still be troublesome to encounter large numbers of cultivators from other sects."

After the group stood there for a moment, one of the white-bearded old men spoke. His tone was exceedingly courteous, as though he held the mid Core Formation cultivator in great respect.

"Senior Brother Chen is right. Remaining in this Misty Zone is truly unbearable. It would be best to leave this area as soon as possible."

Although everyone treated the mid Core Formation cultivator with great respect, the middle-aged mid Core Formation cultivator was equally courteous toward them all and showed not the slightest trace of disrespect.

The seven did not remain where they were for long. With a sway of their figures, they guarded the middle-aged cultivator and headed forward.

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