When Qin Huaian saw the peaks activate their Defensive Arrays, he slowed down instead.
This area lay at the very edge of the Violet Thorn Mountains. He had flown past many peaks whose palaces and pavilions stood deserted. Yet the people here had not evacuated like those on the other peaks. When something was this unusual, there had to be a catch.
Qin Huaian quickly realized it might be bait, meant to lure him into attacking the peaks before they ambushed him.
But his Divine Sense had just swept the area and found no powerful experts—not even a single Grand Unity Golden Immortal.
Had the people planning to ambush me hidden themselves, or were they coming through a Teleportation Array?
As the thought crossed his mind, Qin Huaian turned and flew out of the Violet Thorn Mountains.
He was confident in his speed, but he had no intention of walking into the Heavenly Treasure Sacred Land's trap.
He believed he had nothing to fear from any Immortal Venerable, but cultivators had more ways to fight than one-on-one combat.
The Heavenly Treasure Sacred Land had existed for countless years. It was bound to have many combined-attack formations, and he could not claim he would withstand the strongest of them.
His greatest advantage right now was that he was alone and could move as he pleased.
Since the Heavenly Treasure Sacred Land had gathered its disciples, it would surely prepare thoroughly and try to kill him with the force of a thunderbolt.
Qin Huaian would not throw himself into the line of fire. He understood the principle of making himself impossible to defeat first, then waiting for an opening to defeat his enemy.
News of Qin Huaian's departure soon reached the Heavenly Treasure Sacred Land's leadership.
"Hmph! Timid as a mouse! So