Integration Stage cultivators flew at astonishing speeds. Not long after Luo Hong had finished making his arrangements, three streaks of light halted over a thousand zhang away from him.
"Superior Race Ninth Rank? Junior, was it you who killed Old Ghost Lu?!"
The Two-headed Monster's divine sense was almost identical to Luo Hong's. Thus, when Luo Hong discovered that they had caught up, he had likewise sensed the auras of Luo Hong and the other two.
At that time, aside from his vague perception of Luo Hong, he had clearly identified the Lu Sisters' Superior Race Seventh Rank cultivation.
For this very reason, the three of them had all stopped at once, despite knowing that the Lu Sisters were not here.
Yet the aura Luo Hong deliberately emitted was merely that of a Superior Race Ninth Rank, vastly different from the same-rank existence they had expected.
Unable to help themselves, all three suspected that the two flower-furred female cultivators who had left were the true targets!
"What astonishing baleful qi! Fellow daoists, be careful. This boy is far from as simple as he appears!"
As soon as the suspicion arose, the Green Scale Ugly Woman secretly employed a probing divine ability, and immediately sensed something astonishing.
Luo Hong's baleful qi was as deep and vast as an abyssal sea, gathering into the form of a dragon poised to devour its prey!
"The source of the divination is also on this boy. There can be no mistake—he is the one we seek!"
Next Moment, the Golden Masked Warrior put away his golden pearl spirit treasure and fixed Luo Hong with an incomparably grave gaze.
"So it really is you. You even dare set up an array here to block our path. You truly do not! Know! The meaning! Of death!"
Hearing