Sasib, Maxim, Augustus, Jin Zhenghua... all of them.
Before that masked man, they were not even on the same level.
The masked man's cultivation was definitely beyond ordinary Fourth Tier Perfection. He gave Lin Qing the same feeling as the Ancient Sand Python he had encountered on the outskirts of the Ancient Baleful Battlefield.
This man was very likely a Fifth Tier expert who had suppressed his cultivation.
But the Ancient Baleful Battlefield was cursed, restricting the cultivation of those who entered. Experts beyond the Fifth Tier could not enter.
Yet the masked man clearly possessed some secret technique or treasure that could circumvent the curse of the restriction, allowing him to sneak in with Fifth Tier cultivation. That conclusion flashed through Lin Qing's mind, and a chill shot from the soles of his feet straight to the crown of his head.
He knew that certain talisman treasures, worth no less than supreme-grade source artifacts, could directly suppress a Martial Saint's true cultivation, though the price was often steep. This meant Great Jing was willing to pay an enormous price to kill him.
Great Jing... was actually paying such an enormous price to hunt me down?
"And... the Great Jing imperial family has joined forces with the Shadow Moon Tower?"
Thoughts raced through Lin Qing's mind, the answer all but leaping out.
Only the Shadow Moon Tower could possess an Origin Pearl capable of pinpointing his aura within a thousand miles.
That streak of blood-red light fired from dozens of miles away already proved that his enemies had come prepared. They had locked onto his location long ago and laid their killing strike in advance.
Had he not possessed the Thunder Seal within his body, that attack would have killed him outright, extinguishing both his life and his path.
No,