After that sword strike...
A figure holding a longsword and wearing a conical hat emerged from the void.
Standing in the air! Poised amid the clouds of the nine heavens.
At the same time.
A cold, indifferent voice came from beneath the black veil hanging from the conical hat.
"Whoever dares run again, I would like to see whether you can run faster—or whether my sword is faster."
As he spoke.
The mysterious expert in the conical hat raised the sword in his hand and pointed it in all directions.
Extremely sharp sword light flashed with dazzling icy radiance.
Upon hearing this.
The four experts, who had not fled far, immediately came to a stop.
They knew that no matter how fast they were, they could not outrun that brilliant sword light.
Moreover, they had already witnessed the might of that previous sword strike.
Therefore.
Their choice was a wise one.
At the same time.
They realized that they might have encountered the powerful rogue cultivator who enjoyed hunting within this vast sea region spanning hundreds of millions of miles.
After all, ordinary rogue cultivators generally formed groups of several people.
Only that mysterious rogue cultivator, who had safely escaped after being besieged by more than a dozen Nascent Soul Late Stage experts and numerous great demons, acted alone.
Furthermore, although no one knew that mysterious rogue cultivator's appearance or cultivation level, his sword Dao divine abilities were incomparably sharp.
Exactly the same as the rogue cultivator before them.
Not only that.
The pressure surrounding this rogue cultivator was unfathomable, making it impossible to discern his exact cultivation level.
Together with the might of that earlier sword strike, which had made them feel as though death itself were descending, they became even more certain of their guess.
In an instant.