In less than a single breath, He Zhiping had finished killing them, collecting their Storage Rings, and destroying their bodies to erase all traces.
Then He Zhiping became a blur and vanished into the distance.
No one knew that several Golden Immortal cultivators from the Heavenly Treasure Sacred Land had just died here.
Meanwhile, in a large city hundreds of millions of li away, an early-stage Immortal Venerable glanced at the flashing Communication Bead in his hand. His expression shifted slightly, and he shouted, "Someone, come!"
"Wang Heng and the others have run into trouble they can't handle. Send people to Blackstone City to reinforce them at once!"
He Zhiping was now flying into the distance with a relaxed expression.
He had never expected these Golden Immortal cultivators from the Heavenly Treasure Sacred Land to crumble at the first blow.
Although that cultivator had appeared to be a perfect-stage Golden Immortal, He Zhiping felt that even when he himself had been a perfect-stage Golden Immortal, killing the man would not have taken much effort.
What He Zhiping did not know was that the inheritance he had received from the Eternal Night Divine Hall would rank among the very finest even on the Primordial Ancient Continent, let alone in the Violet Thorn Great World.
This was his first real fight against other people in all these years. Compared with the puppets that had sparred with him in the Eternal Night Divine Hall, these men were far weaker.
He Zhiping swept his divine sense through the Storage Rings.
The Immortal Crystals alone numbered in the billions, and there were also plenty of artifact-refining materials.
He Zhiping did not even recognize many of those materials.
For the past several hundred years, he had done nothing but cultivate. He knew very little about