In the great fog, auras surged!
A shadow stretched across several miles, brimming with fierce Baleful Intent. It leaped through the void, riding the clouds, crossing who knew how many thousands of miles in an instant. The fog it swept up surged like tides, forming billows that extended for hundreds of thousands of miles without end.
Along its path, every living being was aghast, their faces blanching in terror.
The disciples of the top sects who had escaped alive from Immortal-Fall Grotto were even more horrified. They desperately concealed themselves, hiding at the very bottom of the fog, nearly pressed against the water, and only dared to look up in shock after the shadow had vanished beyond the horizon behind them.
"What was that?"
Though their hearts were filled with questions, what they felt even more was unease.
Because the shadow was headed precisely toward the place they had fled from—the direction of Immortal-Fall Grotto.
Hiss!
Had another powerful enemy arrived?
Many immediately revealed relieved expressions, yet their unease only deepened. After all, no one knew whether that shadow would return after going to Immortal-Fall Grotto.
If it turned back and locked onto them again, that would be utterly disastrous.
For a time, the peerless elites of the top sects all sped up, not daring to delay.
Given the other party's speed, although they had already been gone for several hours, it would take the other party at most a quarter of an hour to arrive. Even if it lingered for a while before returning, it would not take more than half an hour.
The battle lasted roughly a minute.
It ended with the deaths of the three immortals from the scattered cultivator faction.
Li Su's expression did not change. As the seawater rushing in from all directions engulfed