Before long, the five Upper Sages turned toward the outskirts and walked farther and farther away.
Inside the Cave, Li Yun keenly sensed the five Upper Sages suddenly turn back and retreat toward the outskirts. A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, but he remained seated, with no intention of getting up to stop them.
He knew the five Upper Sages were probably afraid.
After all, the deeper they went, the more keenly they would feel the Demon Fox's overwhelming ferocity. It would be strange if they weren't afraid.
In his eyes, the five were merely underlings sent by Ye Xingjue. Though they ranked among the strongest Upper Sages, they were hardly worth mentioning.
They certainly weren't worth disrupting his cultivation for.
If they left him alone, all the better. He could focus on breaking through in peace, and nothing mattered more than that.
Li Yun stopped paying attention to the outside world and immersed himself completely in cultivation. His Saint Power surged like a raging tide, battering the barrier of the Blazing Heaven Saint Art's Twelfth Level again and again.
His Dao Foundation grew firmer, his will continued to ascend, and his Ice-Fire Twin Intent fused into one. He drew ever closer to the Great Sage Realm.
What he did not know was that the five retreating Upper Sages had already stumbled into a death trap from which there was no return.
Trembling, the five withdrew to a Cave near the outskirts. Once they felt the Demon Fox's omnipresent ferocity weaken, they breathed a little easier and sat down.
They planned to rest there for a while.
After all, they were still following Ye Xingjue's orders to search for Li Yun, weren't they?
But the moment they sat down, thick Blood-red Mist seeped from the Cave walls without warning.