Alchemist Huoran, Pure Lotus Pill! A Vicious Fellow

"Yes."

Zhang Lingshan and Gu Nanxiang immediately answered, following closely behind Zhao Chuanying as they went downstairs step by step and walked out of the Artifact Refining Pavilion.

This was the first time Zhang Lingshan had come out since entering the Artifact Refining Pavilion, and he could not help looking around.

He saw patrolling soldiers moving about everywhere on the road, each of them brimming with vigor. When any one of their gazes swept over him, Zhang Lingshan felt as if needles were pricking his back.

Clearly, even these ordinary soldiers were all far from simple in strength. At the very least, they were all True Immortal experts, far beyond a tiny Void Immortal like him.

He still remembered when he had first arrived. He, Zhang Lingshan, had followed behind Yi Chen, and had seen plenty of soldiers on the road too, but he had not sensed any sharp aura released from them.

Thinking back now, it turned out it was not that they had not been sharp enough, but that his perception at the time had been too weak.

Now, in the Artifact Refining Pavilion, he ate Spirit Rice Meals every day, had also obtained Song Yi's Spirit Tempering Method and tempered himself daily, and there were the Divine Thought Crystals he had gained from helping Pei Daoming refine artifacts.

Only after these rounds of improvement did he finally possess the ability to sense the auras of these soldiers.

I didn't expect the gap between me and even these ordinary soldiers to be this huge. Right now, I can only sense them. If I wanted to kill my way out through these people, it would be absolutely impossible.

Zhang Lingshan thought to himself.

In other words, if he rashly left the Artifact Refining Pavilion, he would probably not run