At those words, the palace fell silent, like a realm of the dead.
Azure Mystic froze. Had he heard wrong?
He even dug a finger into his ear.
"What did you just say? Who's come to kill us?"
The Azure Mystic Bird said, trembling, "Qin An. Qin An is here to kill us."
Azure Mystic finally came to his senses. He shot to his feet, a savage gleam in his eyes.
"Qin An dares come to the Ancient Battlefield Ruins now? He even dares come looking for me? He's courting death."
The Azure Mystic Bird looked up. "My lord, Qin An has reached the Gale Plains. He destroyed half the nests as soon as he arrived and has already killed over a hundred of our kin. If he keeps going, the Azure Mystic Bird Tribe will suffer terrible losses."
"Qin An is nothing." Azure Mystic swept his sleeve. "I'll go cut him down."
These were the Gale Plains, thick with Gang Wind. For the Azure Mystic Bird Tribe, it granted an incomparable boost in combat strength.
Elsewhere, Azure Mystic might have had cause for concern about Qin An coming to kill him with Essence Transformation Realm cultivation.
But here on the Gale Plains, even among cultivators of the Essence Transformation Realm, his strength ranked near the top.
Qin An had only reached Initial Proficiency in the Essence Transformation Realm. Coming here to find him was pure suicide.
The Azure Mystic Bird did not dare argue. He could only rise and follow Azure Mystic out of the enormous palace.
Outside stretched a boundless plain.
The nests had once covered it, but now half their vast expanse lay in ruins.
Corpses littered the ground. Blood soaked the Grassland's soil dark red.
On that dark-red ground stood Qin An, dressed in black, Cold