Ning Xiang, Ten Thousand Poison Marsh Is Mine!

At the same time.

The Blood-colored War Corpse under Lu Feng's control had already arrived near Evil Demon Ridge.

Originally, he had planned to venture straight into Evil Demon Ridge and see if he could find a way to break apart the Three Evil Emperors, drive a wedge between them, then find a way to defeat them one by one.

After all, from the information he had obtained, the three were formidable solely because of their seamless coordination and combined attack techniques.

If taken out individually, they were not actually much stronger than the likes of Su Qingxia.

But while passing through a small town near Evil Demon Ridge, he happened to hear that something major had occurred at the Black Bone Demon Abyss. An outsider Saber Wielder had actually risked his life to challenge Demon Blade Gu Cen.

In the end, not only had he not been slain, he had even left behind harsh words while fleeing, declaring that he would return to challenge him again before long.

Whether Saber Wielders or other cultivators, all were curious about this. They flocked toward the Black Bone Demon Abyss, hoping to join in the spectacle and watch such experts fight.

Lu Feng was not particularly interested in Demon Blade Gu Cen making a move, but when he vaguely caught the words "Blood Butcher Three Sabers inheritance" amid the crowd's discussions, he could not help changing his mind.

If the one challenging Demon Blade Gu Cen was Ling Tian...

Then he had to go join in this spectacle after all. He could not simply stand by and do nothing.

With a shift of thought,

the Blood-colored War Corpse immediately sped toward the Black Bone Demon Abyss.

In terms of running speed alone, the Blood-colored War Corpse might have been far inferior to