Luo Ping'er stamped her foot and hurried after him. The black-faced young man's strength was absurdly powerful. She was still on Bliss Island; if other Golden Core cultivators on the island blocked her path, and the black-faced young man refused to help, getting away would hardly be easy.
Although she had arranged some manpower outside the island, they were more than a little inferior compared to the black-faced young man. She truly could not understand how there could be such a terrifying Golden Core cultivator. Below the Nascent Soul realm, perhaps no one could restrain him.
Fortunately, they still had some luck. No one in the valley had come looking for the Bliss Island Lord, and the restrictions within the grotto-heaven had sealed off its aura without letting even a trace leak out.
Following Lu Xiaotian out of the Elysian Grotto-Heaven, Luo Ping'er felt that all the astonishment she had accumulated over decades did not compare to what she had experienced today after seeing the several restrictions Lu Xiaotian had broken.
She had been brought in directly, and the way had been smooth and unobstructed. Yet those restrictions could even block the Heart-Link Conch, showing how extraordinary they were. There had also been several layers of them, especially with the large number of concealed weapons twisted apart across the ground. One could imagine the resistance the black-faced young man had encountered on his way in.
Breaking those restrictions and concealed weapons was not impossible, but Luo Ping'er knew exactly how little time he had taken. Such methods were simply unheard of. Perhaps only a Nascent Soul ancestor could achieve such a feat of breaking cleverness with brute force. Yet the black-faced young man before her was clearly only at Golden Core Late Stage.
Without alerting the Golden Core cultivators in