"Who goes there!"
Chu Mu barked, his massive body flashing forward with a ghostly speed utterly at odds with its size.
After several flashes, he crossed thousands of miles and appeared in a deathly silent Mountain Valley not far away. Raising his hand, he seized a petite figure directly in his palm.
"Who are you?"
Chu Mu narrowed his eyes, examining the woman in his grasp.
The woman was slight of build, only at Golden Core Early Stage. Her cultivation was even somewhat unstable, as though she had only formed her core not long ago.
Under the perception of his Divine Sense, in every respect, this woman was a genuine cultivator.
But the problem was, the Southwest Nations had fallen long ago. Where could a cultivator have come from? Even Nascent Soul Great Experts had to tread carefully in this Demon World, not daring to venture too deeply.
With his terrifying strength, nearly beyond the fourth tier, he had almost capsized in a ditch in this Demon World! How could a mere Golden Core Early Stage cultivator, one who had only recently formed her core, survive alone? How could she live? "Human traitor?"
The term surfaced in his mind almost instinctively.
The way Chu Mu looked at the woman grew several degrees colder.
Seemingly sensing Chu Mu's killing intent, the woman's flushed face could not conceal her panic. She hurriedly explained in broken phrases,
"Senior... Senior, spare my life. This junior... this junior is a cultivator of the Great Heng Demon Suppression Division..."
"Great Heng?"
"Demon Suppression Division?"
Chu Mu's heart stirred, but in the next instant, his killing intent grew even stronger. "Hmph!"
"What utter nonsense!"
"Great Heng is so far from the Southwest Nations, yet you, a mere newly advanced Golden Core cultivator..."
Chu Mu snorted coldly. No