So Pathetic, Even the Holy Land's Courtyard is Overgrown with Weeds

Crouching Dragon Mountain

Li Zhanhun moved like a shadow, his figure flickering unpredictably as he sped past the foot of Crouching Dragon Mountain. No living creature could detect his presence. With the strength of the Immortal Vortex Realm, he moved as though entering an uninhabited land.

As for the two Spirits of Fortune, without Lin Cheng's orders, they had not deliberately targeted an Immortal Vortex Realm cultivator—especially not a human.

After all, far too many humans had arrived from outside these past few days, and Immortal Vortex Realm cultivators were not unheard of among them.

So long as they did not cause trouble, the Spirits of Fortune would not act rashly. Still, they kept some watch over Immortal Vortex Realm cultivators. Should anything unusual arise, the Spirits of Fortune would subdue—or even erase—them at once.

Another Divine Bridge Realm cultivator might not have been able to accomplish that.

But for the Spirits of Fortune, who commanded the power of the entire Immortal-Slaying Ancient Array, it was not difficult...

"The humans here are truly weak."

Li Zhanhun watched the humans along the way. Though he was usually rather low-key and reserved, the pride rooted deep in his heart still caused a trace of contempt to surface in his eyes. He sneered inwardly.

"They're all in the Transcendence Realm... not even a single Immortal Vortex Realm cultivator. They are worlds apart from Ten Thousand Swords City."

"A few Immortal Vortex Realm cultivators could easily turn this place into scorched earth... Yet these people are still smugly delighted, thinking they live in paradise... How pitiful, how lamentable. Frogs at the bottom of a well will never see how vast the true sky is."

The more Li Zhanhun looked, the more disdainful he became.

In his heart, he had completely separated himself from these