The Five Peaks Sword Sect was coming to kill him?
Chen Changming's hand seals paused. The Purple Zenith Chaos Flame flickered for an instant, then steadied again.
He had stationed Little Four at the cave entrance to hide and keep watch. At the slightest stir, it could notify him immediately through their mental link.
Little Four could enter that special, half-illusory state and merge into the rock wall. Others would not discover it, but it could discover them.
This hidden trump card had paid off after just two days.
Chen Changming had not expected the Five Peaks Sword Sect's Fusion Realm experts to arrive so quickly. He slowly opened his eyes, a cold gleam flashing through them. His expression remained calm as ever, though a faint, icy curve lifted the corners of his mouth.
"Six Fusion Realm cultivators? Quite the show of force."
He murmured under his breath, but there was not a trace of fear in his voice. Instead, it carried an eager thirst for battle.
Of those six Fusion Realm cultivators, the only one Chen Changming feared was the man at the third layer of the Fusion Realm.
That man's higher cultivation seemed to put him beyond the Primal Magnetism Ren Mountain Fragment's range of influence.
It might not be able to pull him in.
"If all else fails, I'll use the Demon Talisman to finish this..."
Chen Changming smiled faintly and rose to his feet. With a wave of his hand, he drew the sea of purple flames back into his body.
A major battle was about to begin, so he would refrain from using the Purple Zenith Chaos Flame for now, allowing the Primal Magnetism Ren Mountain Fragment to work more effectively.
At the same time, Chen Changming took an extra precaution.
He also feared that