Night Falls, Killing Intent Rises

So everyone's balls wouldn't ache, smash those red votes in harder. As the thirty-odd golden chariots of the Thundercloud Sect flew through the sky, Wei Suo was cautiously making his way through a dense forest thick with thorny brambles.

"Damn! What sect is that?" Seeing that row of overbearing escape lights, Wei Suo immediately broke out in a slight cold sweat.

Wei Suo was currently heading southeast of Mitian Valley. Only after seeing that those golden chariots were all headed due east did he finally let out a breath of relief.

After traveling onward for a while, Wei Suo suddenly heard the roar of spell combat coming from the forest ahead to his left.

Wei Suo's heart stirred slightly. After making sure no one was nearby, a cloak-like magic robe with a faint silvery gleam appeared in his hand.

He draped it over himself and infused it with True Essence, then Wei Suo miraculously vanished from where he stood.

This robe was the Invisibility Magic Robe Murong Chen had refined for Wei Suo. Before setting out, Wei Suo had already applied medicinal liquid that prevented sunlight from affecting it. Now that he used it, it truly rendered him completely invisible.

Wearing the Invisibility Magic Robe, Wei Suo silently approached the source of the combat sounds.

Very soon, Wei Suo saw one Circulation Realm cultivator and two cultivators at the Fifth Level of Sea of Consciousness Realm fiercely battling two Circulation Realm cultivators. He had never seen any of these five before. All of them wielded magic artifacts at half Spirit Grade or above, and for the moment, it was impossible to tell who held the upper hand.

A moment later, Wei Suo reappeared far from the site of the battle, a bitter smile appearing on his face.

Those five people