"Big brother, you're out."
When Xia Ping emerged, Feng Hetang couldn't help shouting in delight.
"You were in there for so long. Did anything happen?" Chu Rong asked anxiously. Jiang Yaru and Nangong Wu also looked at Xia Ping, as if checking whether he was hurt.
"I'm fine."
Xia Ping waved a hand. "How could that Zombie General possibly do anything to me? I killed him a long time ago. I took so long because I gained some insight and stayed in there to cultivate for a while."
What?!
Jiang Yaru and the others were astonished. They'd also sensed that Xia Ping's aura was different from before, a whole level stronger, like that of a peerless ferocious beast.
Damn it, this freak had broken through again?! They were all speechless. Xia Ping seemed to break through as easily as if he were drinking water. It was simply too fast and astonishing.
"Hm?"
Suddenly, Xia Ping sensed something and looked into the distance. "Come out. Don't think I can't tell you're hiding nearby."
"I can sense the killing intent on you. You can't hide it from me."
Jiang Yaru and the others were startled and looked around, but they didn't see anything. Still, Xia Ping wasn't the type to say things without reason. He must have noticed something.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!
At that moment, figures emerged from behind a huge boulder in the distance. There were at least seventeen or eighteen of them, each radiating a powerful aura as they strode toward the group.
They were all at least at the Martial Artist Sixth Heaven Realm, and the strongest had reached the Eighth Heaven of Martial Artist Realm. Every one of them gave off a terrifying killing intent, as if they had bathed in blood after killing countless people.
And at