Several breaths later, a faint breeze swept past, and a figure suddenly appeared in the air. Standing atop a massive divine talisman, he descended from the heavens. Only when his feet touched the ground did his concealed aura unfold, revealing him to be a cultivator at Foundation Establishment Early Stage.
His expression was indifferent as his cold eyes swept over the surroundings. At last, his gaze fell upon the disemboweled Monster Beast, and his face immediately darkened. "Hmph, you dared lay hands on something belonging to my Immortal Sect? Fellow Daoist, have you grown tired of living?"
Whoosh!
The instant the cultivator finished speaking, a sharp sword suddenly emerged from his left. Its dazzling sword radiance stung his eyes so fiercely that he could barely open them, yet he sprang away. A Talisman appeared beneath his feet, releasing a burst of spiritual energy that helped him evade the strike.
"Chen Fan? You're not dead?" The man rose into the air and stood atop the Talisman. Once he saw the sword-wielding figure clearly, he realized it was Chen Fan.
Chen Fan remained silent, looking at him with an indifferent expression. His gaze briefly swept over the Talisman beneath the man's feet, and he realized it was actually a Spirit Tool. He also recognized the man controlling the Talisman Spirit Tool: he was one of the young geniuses of the Immortal Sect, a cultivator who had previously stood atop the Treasure Gourd with Mu Yunshui and the others.
"How utterly audacious. My Immortal Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect have been meaning to kill you, yet you aren't afraid of death at all—you even dared steal our Demon Core." The man snorted coldly and continued, "Still, after wearing out iron shoes in a fruitless search, you've come without any effort at