Hoo—!
Li Su stopped, his eyes flickering.
The unrest in his soul had truly caught him off guard.
It was not just a matter of cultivation techniques, but of strength as well. That oppressive feeling was absolutely not something a Foundation Establishment cultivator could give him.
It should have been a Golden Core cultivator making a move.
At that thought, he could not help frowning. He had speculated about the young man's identity, but at most, he had thought he was a steward. That rank was already quite high.
Yet he had never expected it to draw out a Golden Core-stage existence—an outer sect elder—to personally enter the fray.
This was ridiculous. With a Golden Core cultivator backing him, couldn't he have brought along a hundred-year human corpse?
With that kind of human corpse following him... well, Li Su would still have killed him. After all, that young man's desire had been far too obvious at the time.
What a pity. It seemed this identity could no longer be used.
He had suddenly left the city without registering. Even if they failed to find him, a later investigation would naturally uncover something amiss.
What a waste—the identity of a third-foundation disciple. He had paid for it, too. Now he would have to change villages and start all over again.
He should switch regions.
Drawing a deep breath, Li Su rubbed his brow.
He could no longer stay in True Disciple Luo's territory.
Damn it, was the Heavenly Corpse Sect insane? Why couldn't they just cultivate properly? What was with all these criminal investigation methods?
They had actually reached the level of the soul. This was something he had never anticipated. If he had known earlier, he could have taken precautions—or even misled them.
Although Soul Supreme could not be used,