"Zi Yang, Hua Fei, Qiong, you three go test this demon brat's mettle first."
In the Heavenly Moon Grotto, the leader of the hundred-man righteous-path disciple squad that had discovered Li Su spoke, casually waving his hand.
"Got it!"
Very soon, three voices rang out, and three people stepped out from the group.
They all looked to be around twenty-four or twenty-five, their auras exceptionally steady. Completely unlike demonic-path cultivators, their cultivation of life and destiny was highly refined—traits befitting righteous-path disciples.
Naturally, anyone who had reached such a level was unlikely to be of ordinary status.
Even among the righteous path, everything depended on one's foundation. The greater the sect, the higher the demands their cultivation methods placed on one's fundamentals—and the greater their potential ceiling.
Small sects could not possibly nurture fellows like these. They were most likely talents raised by forces on the level of the Ten Great Houses.
Li Su briefly assessed the three and swiftly reached his conclusion. Then his attention moved away from them.
Their strength was decent.
But they posed virtually no threat to him.
Forget these three. Even the entire hundred-man squad before him was not much of a threat.
There was only one—no, two—people among them worth his notice.
Of course, "worth his notice" merely meant they were about on par with the people from the Blood Pattern Palace he had encountered earlier. Their strength was even somewhat inferior.
Thus, compared with the threat before him, the intelligence he had just heard was far worse.
It seemed the demonic path had already been slaughtered clean by the righteous path.
Moreover, judging from this hundred-man squad, they were clearly conducting a joint operation. In other words, most of them were not from the same sect, but a combination of multiple sects.
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