He Came Back with a Blade

The bonfire crackled. A group of masked men and women still had their hands raised, as if they had been singing at the top of their lungs moments ago, but the sudden appearance of Lin Shuguang had ruined the mood in an instant.

"Senior?" Several people removed their masks and stared hesitantly at Lin Shuguang, who sat on the ground. Every gaze was drawn to the blood-red demon blade.

Lin Shuguang came to his senses, slowly rose, and silently slipped into the night, vanishing in a flash.

"Senior—"

Everyone chased after him, but a surging blast of air struck them head-on and shoved them back.

Under the crowd's shocked gazes, Lin Shuguang's figure vanished from the edge of their vision in the blink of an eye.

"Was he really an expert?"

"Did anyone see how he appeared?"

"I didn't notice anything at all..."

"Could he be a ghost?"

"He has a shadow. I can prove that!"

"What a pity. He must be an unparalleled powerhouse. Don't let his young appearance fool you—he must have mastered some art of preserving his youth and lived for many years. He's probably an old monster..."

"He could tear open the void. He's definitely a powerhouse, without a doubt!"

"Then is he a Viscera Refining Stage powerhouse?"

"No. As far as I know, anyone capable of tearing open the void is absolutely stronger than someone in the Viscera Refining Stage!"

After orienting himself, Lin Shuguang finally realized that the demon blade had taken him to another province.

"Your sense of direction is outrageously bad... I really don't know how you manage to find me every day. Do you just rely on luck every time? No wonder it takes you so long to find me..."

After leaving that snowy mountain, Lin Shuguang was finally able to