P.S.: Revision complete.
The Silver Dragon Clan had been wiped out!
The former overlord of the Starfall Grotto-Heaven, the supreme royal clan, had thus walked toward extinction.
"Next!"
Lu Xuanji said coldly. His figure flickered as he headed toward another target.
The Cloud God Race.
When he said he would kill your entire family, he would kill your entire family. When he said he would wipe out your clan, he would wipe out your clan.
A man had to keep his word.
The situation was changing, and the speed of these upheavals had exceeded many people's imagination.
The mountains were surrounded by mountain ranges, the roads rugged, and rivers flowed between them. Tall trees grew in abundance, along with low shrubs and various small animals and insects. By dusk, the place seemed exceedingly quiet.
Within the shrubs, a young man lay beneath a tree. His chest had caved in, his face was pale, and blood spilled from his mouth.
His aura was feeble, as if he might stop breathing at any moment.
Beside him lay a treasured sword, but its edge was pitted and scarred, showing signs of severe damage.
Cough, cough, cough!
The young man coughed, took out a medicinal pill, and swallowed it. He activated a secret technique to refine its medicinal power. As the power began to dissolve, his injuries slowly recovered.
But at that moment, sounds came from the void. Several cultivators activated their escape lights and flew directly overhead, seemingly searching for something. Their divine senses continuously swept downward, searching again and again.
Sensing danger, the young man activated a secret technique. His body seemed to turn invisible before vanishing into the air.
Divine senses swept over the area, probing constantly across a hundred-mile radius. After a while, they disappeared, as if nothing had